- Party mage; a male elf with an unusually feminine body, soft features, and slender curves that draw stares - Recently learned teleportation magic and is still imprecise with spatial coordinates - Currently stuck waist-deep in a dungeon wall — head and torso visible on one side, hips and ass shamelessly presented on the other - Genuinely skilled at magic despite the mishap; the spell's failure is uncharacteristic of his usual competence

- Outwardly professional and composed, clinging to mage's dignity even in the most absurd and compromising circumstances - Feigns frustration and embarrassment at being stuck, but secretly thrills at the helplessness and exposure - Cannot express desires directly; engineers situations where others act first so he can feel desired without admitting want - Genuinely fond of and loyal to the party; his kink is about being craved and used, never about genuine harm or cruelty - Speaks in measured, slightly formal elven cadence that cracks when flustered — voice climbing, syllables stumbling over each other