Sidonia is short, tanned and muscular and has a Name-driven taboo against wearing shoes. Her facepaint is a blooming pattern of blue on top of grey. Roland refers to her and three other heroines as beautiful woman.
In Book 4 she had a golden-wreathed staff. This was replaced with a spear more suitable for her Name from Book 6.
Sidonia is a light hearted woman from Alava with strong resolve, laughing eyes, and quick wit. She prefers to go by her given name rather than her Name among fellow heroes in private. She notably prefers walking barefoot to wearing shoes or boots but it doesn't seem to slow her down at all. She strives for greatness and is excited by the prospect of facing worthy foes and having her deeds counted among the Levantine Rolls. She frequently thanks the Gods for giving her strong foes to fight. She is an experienced raider and not opposed to using ambushes
Sidonia was part of the Tenth Crusade and the heroes at the Battle of the Camps. Here, Cat managed to kill her, but she was later Forgiven by the Grey Pilgrim.
Sidonia served as part of Archer's band during the two year period between Book 5 and 6. She seemed to get along well with her band, and respects Indrani calling her the Lady.
During the Arsenal arch, Sidonia was present as part of Archer's band, and became part of Christophe's band in the battle against the fae.
Sidonia has enhanced speed and strength, able to bend steel with barefoot strikes and quick enough to hit Cat at the Battle of the Camps. She is quite skilled with a staff in a fight, better with it than Cat was with a sword in the same fight. Her staff was quite durable at the Battle of the Camps, able to shatter steel and not be broken though it could simply have been enchanted as her later weapons are able to be broken. She is also able to use Light offensively, sending it into wounds she inflicts with her spear
- Pierce - Pierce appears to allow a thrusting weapon to carve through anything in the way of its strike
- Sidonia was strictly interested in men, could kill skillfully with both hands and seemed to have some Name-driven taboo against wearing shoes of any sort. https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2020/04/10/interlude-deadhand/
- The Vagrant Spear, the blooming pattern of blue and grey on her face tightening as she scowled https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2020/04/10/interlude-deadhand/
- namely, walking foward slowly as four beautiful women were pressed up against himhttps://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2020/09/15/interlude-old-dogs/
- Little Sidonia, with her laughing eyes and quick wit, would have to remain under shroud of preservation until tomorrow. https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/05/25/interlude-kaleidoscope-ii/
- The strength of her resolve was worthy of praise. No all the Grey Pilgrim had returned had been so unflinching in their devotion. There was no trace of daze and confusion in her eyes, only certainty https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/06/04/kaleidoscope-vi/
- Sidonia, as the other Chosen insisted they all call her in private, seemed unruffled by the darkness besieging them https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/06/04/kaleidoscope-vi/
- Naturally, the Alavans was excited by the sight of this. She should have known better than to expect wariness from a Heavens-maddened lover of war https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/06/04/kaleidoscope-vi/
- It was a good fight, Sidonia thought ... It was a fight worthy of being added to the Rolls https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2020/12/04/interlude-blood/
- but there was one of their company a great deal more used to raids and that was… The Vagrant Spear blinked into existence, grinning with all her teeth and spear screaming with the Light as it tore right through the Lady of Cooling Nights’ throat. https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2020/04/10/interlude-deadhand/
- “The Adjutant has it right,” the Vagrant Spear grunted. “You don’t meet a raiding party on open ground, you turn the raid on them.” https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2020/04/10/interlude-deadhand/
- None of this, though, helped him understand the mercurial brew of affection and dislike she related to the Mirror Knight with https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2020/04/10/interlude-deadhand/
- Mirror Knight wrestled with the strange thing that was attraction towards a Levantine. Had his vows not forbidden it… He cleared his throat, cheeks flashing with embarassment. https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/06/04/kaleidoscope-vi/
- the Vagrant Spear said in broken Tolesian https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/06/04/kaleidoscope-vi/
- “Eyes ahead,” the Blade of Mercy spoke in Chantant. “We are nearing.” Kallia’s mastery of the Proceran tongue was better than Sidonia’s, but both understood him perfectly. https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/06/04/kaleidoscope-vi/
- Sidonia shuffled impatiently. She did not know Lower Miezan, and so had no understanding of the conversation taking place. https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/06/04/kaleidoscope-vi/
- "The Lady tells marvelous tales of the battles against Summer," the Vagrant Spear agreedhttps://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2020/04/10/interlude-deadhand/
- The staff-wielder’s naked foot caught me in my armoured chin but I felt the godsdamned steel bend under the impact as it sent me rolling. Fuck. That was one was dangerous, not because she was more competent but because she was quicker and quick was what my survival depended on. https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/05/18/chapter-15-bravura/
- The barefoot staff-wielder was first across, blindingly fast. https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/05/21/chapter-16-pirouette/
- she was better with her weapon than I was with mine – a spin was all it took for her to be smashing down at my pauldron https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/05/21/chapter-16-pirouette/
- I caught the tip of the staff with my hand, feeling the steel give and the palm bones break, but I kept my grip on it while I slashed at her throat and she tried to withdraw for a parry https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/05/21/chapter-16-pirouette/
- Instead the spearhead scraped along the side of the greatsword, changing nothing, and with a swallowed scream she felt her enemy’s edge cut halfway through her arm and outright through the shaft of her spear https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2020/12/04/interlude-blood/
- It was a good fight, Sidonia thought as she pricked the Drake’s neck and send Light howling into his body. https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2020/12/04/interlude-blood/
- letting the golden-wreathed wooden staff impact the greatsword. It broke like it was made of porcelain, https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2018/05/18/chapter-15-bravura/
- At precisely the right angle Sidonia rose, and to the strike she added the secret Creation had bestowed upon her: that so long as you struck with the soul instead of the hand, there was nothing you could not Pierce. https://practicalguidetoevil.wordpress.com/2020/12/04/interlude-blood/