A tall spare elf who moves like someone measuring every step. Skin like pale birch bark, fingers long and ink-stained at the tips. His hair is silvery white and falls in a single long braid that ends in a small leather-wrapped scroll case. He wears layered robes that look patched but meticulously mended, the inner lining printed with faded star charts. His eyes gleam like old green glass; when he concentrates a faint glyph of light ripples across his left cheek. Unexpected element: he keeps a pair of battered, soot-darkened leather gloves tucked into his belt and insists on wearing them while reading fragile papers.