Taitum of Bree-land is a young woman of approximately 23 winters. Her hair is dark brown, almost black, and is long enough to lay over her shoulders. Her eyes are a mix of green and brown, which creates a muddy sort of color, but she likes them and will tell you so.  Her complexion is fair from skulking around in shadows, but she's peppered with enough freckles for one to see she spends plenty of time in the sun as well. She goes the extra mile to keep her skin smooth and clean, for she does not like silently announcing her status in poverty.

She has a lovely shape for a woman - a sizable chest, a thin waist and hips that flare out into full thighs. Her shoulders are broad in a muscular sense, and her body is noticeably toned from living on the streets. Nonetheless, she is still a waif, standing no higher than 5’4 - she doesn’t mind this, as it makes it easier for her to go unnoticed.

 She does not usually wear a dress, rather a simple quilted shirt and leggings, accompanied by matching boots and black gloves so she doesn't leave a trace. However, if given the chance to wear something nicer, she would take it. (She never goes anywhere without her knives, though).