Waves of amazingly purple hair pour forth from this mitran's head, covering her face and concealing what is an indisputably hideous smile. She resembles a human female in physique, although with skin that could easily be mistaken for plum coloured leather and a considerably frail build, which she hides under the billows of a judge's robes. She holds a scale without a base in one hand, twirling it as though it were a baton every now and then, surely possessing no intent to use it for anything less than dealing out injustice in the form of early death. - By Ciaran