Jillian Strongarm stands at a height of 3'2", tall for her kind, but still far shorter than most other races. She's built wider than most halflings, a body built for and from battle. Thick, well-kept Auburn hair falls down to her shoulders, framing her rosy cheeks, plump lips, button of a nose, and rounded forest green eyes. Her face is host to a mixture of faint, old scars, and fresh, still healing scars. She has two, pointed ears on either side of her head where they belong.

Jillian seems to be ever-cheerful, delighting in the company of others. If she's in town, chances are she's wherever there are other people, should that be red-faced in the tavern, or gallivanting in the streets. Even still, Jillian is a selfless woman, spending a large chunk of her time lending aid to those who need it. She never turns away those in need, never walks away from a challenge, and is loath to retreat in the face of danger- Always showing courage in the face of adversity.

This short-stack of a knight is just as likely to be found traveling alone, as she is to be found with good company. She rarely stays in one place for too long, though she often treks through the same places. Though, her journey has been a relatively short one in comparison to many seasoned adventurers, and Jillian is still young, and thereby a relative unknown. She has no great deeds under her metaphorical belt, only a great heart.