A slender fae man with the poise of a court jeweler and the hands of a dockworker, all fine bones and quick wrists. His skin has the warm sheen of sea-washed brass, as if moonlight settled under a clear tide. His hair is a salt-silver tumble tied back with red twine, but one lock near his temple is permanently gold, like a metal filament grown instead of hair. He moves with delicate, almost floating steps until he bends to work, where he braces like a smith striking iron. His left sleeve is always immaculate while the right is stained with soot, and his apron is embroidered with tiny shells that catch the light like fresh coins. The most unexpected thing about him is the pair of rough fisherman's boots he wears with his elegant coat, as if he cannot quite decide whether to court the sea or outwalk it.