Vespera is an immaculate silver dragonborn woman whose mirror-polished platinum scales reflect every lamp and ledger seal in the room. Her movements are precise and economical, with the unsettling smoothness of a blade sliding from a sheath. Her violet eyes remain fixed and unblinking when someone lies, and tiny silver flecks gather around her pupils whenever she notices an inconsistency. Wire-rimmed spectacles perch on the bridge of her snout, while a self-inking quill rests between two clawed fingers as naturally as a dagger. She leaves behind the impression of cold metal, winter air, and a room suddenly made smaller by scrutiny. The unexpected contradiction is that her hands are astonishingly gentle, especially when handling frightened children, damaged books, or anything she considers innocent.