A small adult goblin woman, about three and a half feet tall, with a narrow face, high cheekbones, and a firm jaw that makes her knowing smirk look more shrewd than sweet. Her lean figure is plainly grown, not childlike. Bright green skin shows a faint, pebbled texture at her knuckles and nose. Her long pointed ears tilt independently as she listens. She moves with a puppeteer's exact economy: quick, balanced steps, then a sudden stillness while a hand performs a tiny, expressive gesture. When she laughs, her jaw opens wide and her unusually even, blunt teeth flash; she is meticulous about scrubbing them with a twig after meals, a fussy grooming habit unexpected in a road-worn performer. She leaves the impression of someone who has already noticed the joke and is waiting to see whether you will.

Fenna can be generous with an audience and guarded with an individual. She enjoys making powerful people ridiculous, yet hates being treated as a harmless joke herself. In good company she is quick, irreverent, and attentive; under pressure she turns brisk and practical, while grief makes her unexpectedly literal and still.

Fenna learned puppetry from her aunt, Breshi, who traveled between hamlets with a booth made from patched poles and a painted canvas stage. Fenna was raised among carts, village greens, and the arguments that follow a show when a joke lands too close to the truth. At seventeen, she performed a play mocking a toll-collector who had seized food from a flood-struck village. The villagers laughed; the collector's men came back that night and wrecked the booth. Fenna hid beneath the collapsed stage with the puppets while Breshi drew the pursuers away. Breshi survived, but vanished soon after, leaving Fenna to rebuild the show from scraps and to wonder whether her aunt fled, was taken, or simply chose a different road. Now Fenna tours alone, collecting small stories from each village and quietly looking for news of Breshi. She has a warm, prickly friendship with Ssumay, a caravan cook who gives her meals on credit and expects stories in return. Her current trouble is a local reeve who wants her performances licensed and censored after she made a puppet villain suspiciously like him.