Moth-Keeper Dor Vane-Solis is a broad-shouldered brass dragonborn whose rugged metallic scales have the matte texture of old hammered coin rather than the gleam of polished armor. His amber eyes remain steady and almost kindly during ordinary hearings, but become bright and furnace-like when he delivers a sentence. He moves with deliberate economy, never rushing and never wasting a gesture, yet his sheer mass makes every turn feel like the repositioning of a siege engine. He smells faintly of hot brass, lamp oil, archival dust, and bitter orange peel, a scent he insists comes from the Bastion's fumigation incense. His hands are unusually memorable: thick, square-fingered, and permanently darkened at the nails from decades of handling ink, sealing wax, weapon grips, and prison keys. The unexpected contradiction is that this terrifying enforcer has an almost delicate habit of smoothing loose pages with the side of one claw before reading them.