Zara Schwartz

Zara is a young wilder, somewhere in her mid-teens. True to her kith, the sluagh is painfully skinny, all attenuated limbs and sharp corners. Her bone-white hair is swept back in a messy braid, with some escaping to fall around her face. A sallow complexion, with the delicate tracing of blue veins showing through, and dusking into purple-green shadows in the hollows of her features. She favors gauzy, lacy garments in shades of grey and faded black. In contrast to her muted appearance, her eyes are vibrant – sharp, snapping, black as obsidian. Those close to her catch the distinct smell of newly turned earth and the dank, sour-sweet note of rotten leaves.

Despite her shy and shrinking violet appearance, this sluagh has been shown to have claws when pressed to the defense.  Zara is often seen in the company of the sluagh I.C.E., or chatting in a familiar fashion with the nocker Hirim, conversations often sprinkled with yiddish.

She is also often accompanied by a small clockwork spider.