Fizzwick has a lively, almost nervous energy in his movements, stepping lightly but with purpose. His face is framed by a tangled nest of coppery-red curls that seem to have a static charge, standing on end during moments of intense thought. His eyes flicker a pale, icy violet, glowing faintly in dim light, hinting at arcane power. Despite his small stature, his hands are unusually large and dexterous with long, fine fingers often stained with ink and arcane residues. He wears a patchwork robe of faded azure and emerald silk, embroidered with arcane runes that shimmer differently depending on angle, with an oversized ascot tied haphazardly as if it were a cloak. Oddly, he carries a polished glass monocle that he prefers not to wear on his eye but perched atop his bald spot — a contradictory and eccentric habit.