A mask, clockwork, and time.
A venetian mask of bronze filigree inlaid with ivory and with eyes of jade poised on a bronze skeleton with ivory cladding. There is a faint ticking with each movement, as the complex gearwork moves digits and limbs, and the mask itself has no backing. The ivory gives her the suggestion of being female; the mask is definitely so.
Aechlyd perceives better than human norm, and has no issue 'seeing' behind herself. Though her frame appears fragile, she is quite capable of surprising strength and speed.
Once, she served.
Once, she ruled.
Now, she is descending again, as the Mainspring turns. The Escapement clicks by and she walks, and waits to discover what her Ascent will be.