Kavessa is a tall half-dragon woman with pale silver scales that overlap like tiny polished leaves along her cheeks, throat, forearms, and hands. Fine white feather motifs grow naturally through the scale pattern across her shoulders and ribs, as though frost had settled beneath her skin. Her movements are deliberate and nearly silent, even on loose stone, but her long silver tail often gives away her mood by curling protectively around frightened guests. She has a broad, expressive face, a softly ridged brow, and a narrow draconic muzzle softened by a warm, almost maternal smile. The unexpected contradiction is her hands: large, claw-tipped, and powerful enough to split kindling, yet she handles mourning ribbons, hot tea, and injured birds with exquisite delicacy. Within a minute of meeting her, most people notice that she continually checks the small brass striker at her belt, rubbing its worn handle with her thumb whenever someone mentions the dead.