Fennick is a wiry rock gnome built like a bent sewing needle, all narrow shoulders, quick elbows, and restless fingers. His smoke-grey hair rises in uneven static-charged tufts, with several strands permanently singed bronze at the tips. Wide, fever-bright eyes peer through hinged multi-magnifying loupes that click and rotate whenever he becomes interested or alarmed. Copper acoustic tubes cross his back like the ribs of a mechanical insect, each one dented, polished, or patched according to a different emergency. He moves in abrupt little starts, leaning forward before the rest of his body catches up, yet his hands become almost impossibly gentle when handling delicate machinery. The unexpected contradiction is that beneath his frantic exterior, he can sit perfectly motionless for hours while listening to a single distant sound.