Perraxa is a striking dragonborn whose scales lack the typical crystalline glisten, appearing instead like matte, wind-swept snow against grey stone. She is rarely seen without her bespoke charcoal tailcoat, embroidered with silver threads that mimic the patterns of frost on glass. Her eyes are her most unsettling feature: two piercing, flat grey orbs that lack visible pupils and seem to track movement with the cold efficiency of a predator. She moves with a stiff, military gait that suggests she is always on parade, even when carrying a tray of drinks. Unexpectedly, she carries the warm, comforting scent of mulled cider and cloves, which clashes sharply with her icy physical presence.