A compact figure who moves like a river through a crowd, always finding the path others miss. Skin like burnished copper with a faint, almost metallic sheening along the cheekbones when candlelight hits it. Horns are short and swept back, notched where a childhood accident left tiny scars. Small, deliberate tattoos—thin swirls like steam—run from the temples to the throat and are usually hidden by a loose scarf. When working they wear a wide, patchwork apron stained in faded dyes and the hem of the skirt has a hidden pocket with a silver charm tied to a thread of red. Unexpected element - when she laughs it sounds like a bell being struck from within a metal cup, bright and unsettling compared to her soft steps.