Nemei Sparklebolt 

Like a Phoenix from the Flames.

Nemei is middle-aged, with light brown skin, ice-blue eyes, cryomancy-cold flesh, and long, straight, white hair tied back simply with an oddment of cable. She is short for a Gnome and is underweight and delicate looking. She bears scars along her collarbone and shoulderblade on her left side from the operation to fit the seating for her prosthetic arm, and a wide burn scar across her throat from ear-to-ear, a reminder of a cowardly attack. She lacks her right leg and walks with crutches, for now. Her caring, happy nature usually shows in her face, at odds with the sinister feeling anyone light-affiliated might pick up from her.

She usually wears ornate caster's robes and carries a crystaline sword which she made herself. She wears silver rings in her ears, and a collection of sentimental jewellry. Around her left wrist is a leather bracer with two lit screens embedded. It's other part, a silver metal earplug, sits clipped to her left ear. This allows her to communicate with various friendly parties over the Buzzbox network. She always carries an overloaded satchel full of paperwork, and a pouch on her belt with her coin, and other oddments in. She has snowflakes picked out in negative space in light-blue ink tattooed on her right arm, the flakes themselves have been coloured with magical ink that glows white when arcane current passes through it.

Her left arm is a mechanical replacement. She has practiced her engraving skills upon the casing, so the satin-sheen silver metal bears a phoenix on the upper arm plate, and all the plates are edged with a pattern of gears. The plate on the back of the hand has been ripped away and a silver cog-ring is welded to the middle finger carefully. Her right leg is also a metal-plated replacement, this one strapped onto the stump of the leg and powered by bright-glowing bolts at the joints that spread their glow over the entire limb faintly, the enchantment making the sleek digitigrade limb respond to her impulse like her natural leg. She walks with an unusual cadence, hips swing in a more Draenic fashion, and if she is not wearing her thigh-high leather boot on her left leg, she may be caught limping.