Sylithra moves with a lithe grace akin to flickering shadows in the moonlight. Her movements are fluid but occasionally jerk with sudden twitch-like pauses, as if listening to whispers unheard by others. Her hair is a cascade of shimmering silver streaked with dark midnight blue strands that glow faintly under moonlight. Her eyes shift in hue between deep violet and smoky gray depending on her mood, reflecting an internal storm. Her robe is crafted from translucent silk embroidered with arcane sigils, flowing and almost intangible, contrasting her otherwise solid form. Her presence is ethereal yet unsettling, like a mist that chills the skin despite warmth around. Unexpectedly, her left hand is covered in intricate black ink tattoos that pulse faintly when magic stirs, a sharp contrast to her otherwise pale, flawless skin.