White, straight hair hangs over a skinny, cheerful face. Shuttered amber eyes, set appealingly within their sockets, watch gratefully over the river they've bled for for so long.
A sword left a mark stretching from just under the right eye , running across the nose and ending on her right nostril and leaves a tormenting burden of forbidden love.
The is the face of Nexlee Greaseblast, a true mercenary among goblins. She stands small among others, despite her muscled frame.
There's something different about her, perhaps it's her bravery or perhaps it's simply her warmth. But nonetheless, people tend to keep their distance, while trying to please her.