A warforged construct, made of some blend of stones jewels and some gold colored metal forming intricate swirls and sigils keeping me alive. I use a small stone lizard statue as my arcane focus when not using my Scimitar. I have a stilted way of talking, my voice sounding scratchy and monotone like a old record long forgotten. When I feel strong emotions, my eyes seem to glow brighter, requiring me to shield my eyes or else be spotted from miles away.
