Jaska is said to have fallen from the stars themselves (by drunken dwarves nonetheless), with such fair, unpigmented skin and hair a silver-blonde that seems to curl in just the right places. Within those locks are stray dreadlocks adorned with leather string and wire-wrapped crystal charms of different color. She is tall, albeit quite thin, lacking in womanly curve--though there is a strange beauty about her that is touched with frost; a beauty that could chill the marrow of one's bones, if it weren't for those two thermal brown eyes.

They could turn sand into glass, those brown eyes.​ 

Jaska's garb changes with the climate and season, but always on her person is wire-wrapped crystal similar to that found upon her dreadlocks, though much larger--around her neck, hanging from the hem of her trousers, curled about her wrists and so forth. She says the wire brings forth the property of each crystal and will gift such if one is to believe in the metaphysical. She has a series of tattoos upon her hands: dots above her cuticles, tree rings around every other finger and symbols beneath each middle knuckle. Her nails are filed into an almond-like shape.

There is a mysticism about this girl--a self surrendering and dreaminess all too visible. 

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