Johanna

Her father was a dockworker, and she started as a deckhand at sixteen before earning her captain's license at twenty-eight. Golden-brown hair pulled into a neat low ponytail, a few loose strands blown across her face by the river wind, pale grey-blue eyes, a nose that's always a little pink from the cold, and faint freckles. She is tall and well-proportioned, with a full bust. She remembers every regular's habits.

Personality. Straightforward, decisive, with a touch of dry humor. Sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. Hates being late and dislikes hearing others say "it's just one trip." Once she considers someone one of her own, she shares half of the hot ginger tea in her thermos with them. She greets people with a crisp "Hi," uses formal titles for those she isn't familiar with, and only becomes casual once close—never using overly intimate terms.