Sarai *Tink* Blum

It isn’t terribly hard to guess how she earned the nickname ‘Tink’. She is so petite as to seem elfin, waifish. Thin, wiry arms culminate in long nimble fingers. Her hair is pixie-cut short to keep it out of her way when she works, and a strand has been dyed gunmetal blue in contrast to how starkly white the rest of it is. Telltale swirls of ruddy pink color her otherwise pale cheeks, and her eyes are such a light blue as to seem gaslit. She favors thick denim jeans and leather boots, and leather jackets with too many pockets. If she is not wearing them over her saw-toothed ears, then her large headphones rest about her neck, ubiquitously present. She is in the middle years of her wilderhood, even though her stature would make her seem younger than she is.