Elarra Rootmother appears as a tall, broad-shouldered woman whose body seems sculpted from living walnut beneath warm, weathered skin. Fine rootlike lines spread from her wrists, throat, and temples, glowing faintly whenever she speaks a divine command. Her movements are slow and deliberate, yet each step lands with the certainty of a falling tree. Moss grows between the seams of her knuckles, and tiny white flowers open in her footprints before fading moments later. Her face is stern and grandmotherly, with a crooked smile that appears only when someone admits fault without excuse. The unexpected contradiction is her hands: despite her immense divine power, they are delicate, ink-stained, and covered in old calluses from years spent repairing children's wooden toys.