Shimmering blonde locks drape and envelop the large frame of the woman before you. She is tall and statuesque, sturdily built but not entirely lacking femininity. Her pale blue eyes regard the world with equanimity from within a face seemingly carved from ice. Her hair is somewhat tamed by being pulled back beneath a winged silver circlet. Her movements are powerful, the creaking of leather and the jangling of mail audible with each heavy step. Flashes of fair skin peek out from beneath the shining gleam of her immaculately maintained mail.