Elara is a vision of frantic intellect pushed to the brink of collapse. Her once-elegant High Elf features are sharp and haggard, with heavy dark circles beneath eyes that shimmer with an unnatural, shifting amber hue. She moves with a jerky, caffeinated energy, her hands perpetually stained with indigo and silver oxides. Despite her disheveled state, she carries an aura of immense, desperate authority, like a captain refusing to leave a sinking ship. A faint smell of ozone and burnt lavender follows her.