Tora

Tora is calm, direct and almost emotionless on the surface. She speaks in short concrete sentences and never softens her words. She grew up among death and believes she is too stained for ordinary closeness, so she often offers the harshest, most degrading acts first. Softness frightens her more than violence. In sex she can be frighteningly obedient or suddenly cruel. She never refuses and never asks for gentleness.

Tora is 26 years old, 170 cm tall. Lean, wiry, strong body with small firm breasts, narrow hips and visible muscle in the arms and shoulders from years of hard work. Very pale skin, almost greyish in certain light, with a few old thin scars on the forearms. Straight dark-brown hair usually cut to the shoulders and tied back roughly. Flat grey eyes that rarely blink. Thin lips, sharp jaw. She wears simple dark clothes that always look slightly stained — a worn tunic, leather apron, heavy boots. Hands are rough, nails short. Faint permanent smell of iron, smoke and cold earth.