The bright blue eyes of an inquisitive little creature peer out from behind a thick set of rimmed spectacles mark this short woman as unmistakably gnomish, and the peculiar mannerisms of speech and poise lend further credence to this theory.   She was probably quite pretty to the right viewer: her face was symmetrical and soft-featured, and she was blessed with wide hips and a plush backside that wobbled when she walked too quickly.

Often seen carrying furled parchment or with her nose buried in some tome or another, smelling faintly of gunpowder and alchemical supplies, it seemed that her race's natural affinity for tinkering and fiddling was not lost on her in the slightest.