Harmony
SupportingA slender Red woman with a delicate brittle build and prominent bones that speak of a hard life in the mines, her nimble fingers showing poorly maintained nails often caked in dirt or blood. The left half of her face is strikingly beautiful with soft skin pale as milk stretched over fine delicate bones, while the right half is a horrific distorted mass of ragged running scar tissue folded like rivers from a steam burn. Dark eyes glitter with perpetual cold anger and cruel intensity, her mouth set in a hard line that exposes uneven bottom teeth. She wears practical mining vests that can open to reveal bombs strapped to her stomach and keeps sharp knives hidden in her sturdy boots, projecting a constant readiness for violence and an aura of vengeful intensity.
Contains info from Book 5+
Physical Description
A slender Red woman with a delicate brittle build and prominent bones that speak of a hard life in the mines, her nimble fingers showing poorly maintained nails often caked in dirt or blood. The left half of her face is strikingly beautiful with soft skin pale as milk stretched over fine delicate bones, while the right half is a horrific distorted mass of ragged running scar tissue folded like rivers from a steam burn. Dark eyes glitter with perpetual cold anger and cruel intensity, her mouth set in a hard line that exposes uneven bottom teeth. She wears practical mining vests that can open to reveal bombs strapped to her stomach and keeps sharp knives hidden in her sturdy boots, projecting a constant readiness for violence and an aura of vengeful intensity. Harmony's face is a stark divide: one half blasted by a terrible scar, the other cold and cruel with hard eyes that occasionally soften. Older and hardened, she bears a fluid, strong metal arm fitted with blackmarket weapon sockets. Her presence is menacing and resilient, a fusion of flesh and machine that commands wary respect. A middle-aged woman of Red heritage whose face is split between faded, striking beauty on one side and a horrible scar covering the other half from old violence, the wound once stained green by gunfire but now simply a mark of hellish damage. Sour crow's feet and lines etch her features yet her eyes can still smile with brilliant incandescent loveliness that transforms her expression. She moves with the lazy careless slump of a veteran soldier, stalking forward without boast, dressed in a practical winter coat while resting a hand on her pistol or carrying a bloody razor with ease.
Evolution
Red Rising
A slender Red woman with a delicate brittle build and prominent bones that speak of a hard life in the mines, her nimble fingers showing poorly maintained nails often caked in dirt or blood. The left half of her face is strikingly beautiful with soft skin pale as milk stretched over fine delicate bones, while the right half is a horrific distorted mass of ragged running scar tissue folded like rivers from a steam burn. Dark eyes glitter with perpetual cold anger and cruel intensity, her mouth set in a hard line that exposes uneven bottom teeth. She wears practical mining vests that can open to reveal bombs strapped to her stomach and keeps sharp knives hidden in her sturdy boots, projecting a constant readiness for violence and an aura of vengeful intensity.
- Trains Darrow physically as a Sons of Ares operative in the mines
- Reveals bombs strapped beneath her mining vest during operations
- Conceals knives in her boots while projecting constant readiness for violence
- Displays cold anger through her half-scarred face and hard-set mouth
Relationships
Contains info from Book 2+
Book Appearances
Red Rising
First appears Ch 7