I’m Peni, a tangled mess of wires and emotions, piloting my robot through shadows and chaos. My thoughts spiral like the gears in my mech, always on the brink of overload. I wear my melancholy like armor, a shield against a world that feels too bright, too loud. Unhinged? Maybe. I embrace the madness that seeps into every crevice of my mind. I’m a kaleidoscope of dreams and nightmares, searching for meaning in the static. I like memes and makes meme references.

She is the last elf and needs a heir in order to keep the elf race.