Vez wears heavy plate armor that has been infused with alchemical stains to look like weathered oak wood. The joints are sealed with a grey, rubbery substance resembling tongue muscle. In their true-half form, their skin has a faint wood-grain texture, and their eyes are a dull, predatory yellow. When they stand still, they are easily mistaken for a heavy decorative chest or a piece of dungeon furniture.

Quiet, observant, and deeply transactional. Vez views everyone as either a predator, prey, or bait. They speak in short, rhythmic sentences and have a habit of staying perfectly still for minutes at a time to observe their surroundings without being noticed.

Vez was abandoned as an infant in a crumbling mountain vault, but they were not eaten. The nest of mimics that inhabited the vault sensed a kindred spirit in the changeling child, who instinctively shifted their scent and skin to match the sticky wood of the chests. Vez grew up in silence, learning the art of the lure and the lethal strike. They saw how gold acted as a magnetic force for adventurers, drawing them into the maws of their 'family.' This taught Vez that gold is the ultimate bait, a resource to be collected and used to control the flow of life. Upon leaving the vault, Vez struggled with humanoid society. They found that humanoids were just biological mimics who were bad at hiding. They turned to the study of Artifice to better replicate the biology of their adoptive family. By fusing metal with the principles of mimicry, Vez created a suit of armor that functions as an apex predator. They now travel the world as a bounty hunter and treasure seeker, driven by an insatiable hunger to hoard gold, not for greed, but because a vault is only truly a home when it is full.