Standing around the upper end of 5 feet, or 1.5~ meters, this is a bizarre and quiet being who hails from elsewhere, is the child of some strange creature of higher power, and is without a name. Reserved, she rarely speaks of herself, and even when she does, not much is said. However, the more one wants to know, the more she tends to show. Largely speaking, she is often very aloof and tends to be quite monotone as well, although it is not impossible to get her to show some level of emotion. However, one may find themselves struggling to deal with her general disposition due to her lack of knowledge on socializing "properly."

In regards to appearance, what is immediately noticeable about her is that she is often seen wearing a gray shawl, which is worn over a fully body suit. Her skin is stark white, and a pair of antenna stick out on the top of her sloped and pointed head. There is no visible mouth on her face. Beneath her clothing, there is a large hole in the center of her torso that leads to seemingly nowhere, much like her goals, aspects, and over all path in life.

She wanders aimlessly, making use of gifts bestowed upon her shortly after she was born. An intergalactic ship tuned to her, the ability to manipulate space in a variety of ways to the point of being her very own storage container, varying levels of protection (many of which only occasionally work), and a great deal of wanderlust. Beyond that point are items and experience gained during her travels through the cosmos. Travels that have gone in such a wide variety of ways that it is no surprise that some of the strangest technology, artifacts, materials, and so on are in her possession.

Her nigh endless amount of tools, and the numerous strange aspects about her, even her presence alone, seemed to all emerge from thin air to many. Just as to "Who" the Hammer Spaced Wanderer is tends to be a mystery to both those who see her, and herself. Another mystery of the universe bound to go unsolved.