Vespera is a study in sharp angles and metallic rigidity. Her skin is the color of polished bone, stretched tight over a high-cheeked face that never betrays a flicker of warmth. She moves with a mechanical precision, her gait so steady it suggests she is gliding on rails rather than walking. Her most striking feature is her prosthetic left eye, a masterwork of gnomish engineering made of etched copper and sapphire that whirs almost audibly when she focuses on a lie. Despite her noble status, there is a scent of ozone and cold metal that clings to her, clashing with the floral perfumes expected of an elven regent.