Thorn-Root Shana is a sharp, resilient genasi whose skin resembles sun-baked clay, matte and finely textured at a distance but threaded with faint mineral veins that shimmer whenever she becomes angry, excited, or exposed to strong sunlight. Her bright amber eyes remain almost unnervingly still while other people speak, as though she is weighing every pause between their words. Wind-whipped hair the color of sun-bleached straw falls in uneven ropes around her face, constantly lifting even in still rooms. She moves with the economical balance of someone accustomed to walking across wagon roofs during storms, never quite standing where an opponent expects. Her hands are broad, dust-roughened, and permanently marked by ink, brass polish, thorn scratches, and the dark crescents of old soil beneath her nails. The unexpected contradiction is that her severe tribunal attire is softened by a small, absurdly delicate green sprout growing from a clay bead braided into her hair, which she waters with a fingertip whenever she thinks no one is watching.