A diminutive gnome approaches you smiling earnestly. This gnome is about two-thirds the size of an adult gnome, having reached little beyond puberty. She has tattoos covering her arms and legs, varying in color from blue to yellow. Her eyes have a paradoxical stare filled with both knowledge and innocence. She looks to be fairly young with two long, pink ponytails, both of which have a delicate jewelry encircling its ends. The electrum hair band is encrusted with diamonds. She is wearing darkly tinted goggles, two black and blue bracers that radiate magical energy. Numerous small gems encircle her head floating a few feet away, radiating magical powers. The armor she wears is surprisingly fine, having been tailored to her physique. A faint reddish glow comes from her bosom, exposing the power of the hidden brooch she is wearing. She is riding an albino squirrel, with scarlet eyes. You’re unsure what causes it, but there is a slight distortion, perhaps shaking, around the fringes of her.
Behind her a dragon lumbers, watching over her protectively. You see a slight gleam in the dragon’s eye as it grumbles something in Draconic “Kosj ir” and nuzzles the side of the gnome’s head appreciatively. This dragon’s scales and hide is a deep scarlet color, contrasting the vibrant violet found in the membranes of its wings, talons and eyes. You can see the faint etchings of tattoos beginning to form from the tips of the wings gain in substance and intricacy as they meet in the wing’s center. The tattoos form an archaic, arcane mark, filled with power of ages untold.