Elowen looks like a piece of driftwood come to life. Her skin is deeply etched with wrinkles that mirror the bark of the trees she lives among. Her hands are the most striking part of her. Her fingers and palms are permanently stained a dark, bruised indigo from years of handling Moonshade Nightshade. Her hair is a chaotic, bird-nest tangle of white unspun wool, filled with dried leaves and tiny twigs. Unexpectedly, her teeth are perfectly white and healthy, a jarring contrast to her otherwise weathered and decaying appearance. She moves with a jerky, bird-like twitchiness, even while hanging suspended in spider silk.