Norair is particularly small and thin, standing only a hair above five-foot-two and tipping the scales at just one hundred and ten pounds. She tends towards darker colors, particularly browns and grays, and generally carries her weapon on her belt even in town. Her smile is easy and comforting, and her demeanor kind and caring, if a little distant. Hidden beneath her cowl are the striking blue eyes and elongated, blunted ears of a half-elf, a fact she publicly hides.