Vaelyr stands tall and serene, her form blending the roughness of forest bark with the soft ethereal glow of twilight. Her skin resembles smooth, pale tree bark with subtle mossy patches tracing delicate, almost luminescent veins under the surface. Her movements are slow and fluid, like branches swaying in a gentle breeze, but unexpectedly she exhibits sudden quick, sharp gestures reminiscent of a striking serpent. Her long, silvery hair drapes like willow branches, occasionally flickering with faint motes of light that pulse with her emotions. Around her neck, an ancient amulet shaped like intertwined vines pulses faintly. Despite her dignified and tranquil demeanor, her mismatched eyes—one deep emerald, the other a shining silver—lend an air of otherworldly enigma.