Cásla, one of the denizens of Javůreck, a town by the rail and the Risznest. Victim of a war that ended twenty years before she was born, but no less vibrant for it.
Those are proper wood prosthetics - they don't have fancy motile augmentics for girls that stepped on UXO in a backwater forest town. Swap out the hook for a hammer, hobble around. It's a good life, all told.