Arazha Wind-Gaze is a tall silver half-dragon whose scales lie sleek and close across her face, throat, and hands, each one catching light like brushed metal beneath frost. Dark charcoal scales gather at her temples, elbows, knees, and the long ridge of her spine, giving her an austere pattern that resembles ink washed over moonlit steel. Her silver wings are narrow and carefully groomed, their outer membranes marked by pale blue veins. She moves with economical precision, placing her weight on the balls of her feet as though every floor might suddenly tilt into open air. Within a minute of meeting her, people notice the pause before she speaks: a quiet intake through the nose, followed by one soft click of her tongue against a pointed tooth. Her expression remains composed, but her tail coils around the leg of her chair whenever she is angry. The unexpected contradiction is her warmth toward exhausted laborers. The stern magistrate who fines smugglers without blinking will quietly mend a courier's cracked glove while listening to a complaint.