Kasib

Part of Mahir's team. Good fighter, passable com tech.

"The cart driver was a stocky little runt of woman who had to be at least forty, which was old as shit for a Nasheenian. Her dark hair was going to white, and most of her left arm was sheathed in the telltale green skin of an organic wrap, which meant the arm wasn’t her own, and had only recently been pulled off somebody else and stuck on her."