Keldrisa Emberforge

Keldrisa Emberforge welds brass runes onto her own spellbook with a smith’s rhythm, pages warped by past backfires. A thick-set dwarf with soot in her braids and coal-black eyebrows, she warms her fingertips over a brazier before casting. When ledgers appear, she pulls a chalk slate, demands exact weights, and refuses “close enough” as a component.