Bald, strikingly beautiful mother of the Dream's leader, whose photograph Louis turned into an unforgivable joke.
Epitome Noflex exists in this chapter as a photograph in Carl's inventory and as the reason a galaxy-spanning elf faction has come to the ninth floor with one name on its list. She is the mother of the leader of The Dream — bald, and by Carl's own assessment strikingly beautiful, though the picture undersold quite how pale her people run; it takes the corpse of Hunter Arwick to show him that.
Her significance is entirely in what was done with her likeness. Louis snatched the photograph out of Carl's hands and then demanded that Juice Box transform into Epitome Noflex so he could sleep with her wearing that face. The Dream's hunters, who claimed multiple crawlers apiece in every other territory, listed exactly one target between them, circled hard enough to tear the paper and drawn at the bottom of the map with an X through his grinning face — Louis. Carl, remembering the moment, can only sigh at him.
Bald and strikingly beautiful in the photograph Carl carries, with the same chalk-pale elf coloring her people share, though the picture flatters it.
Matriarch of the Dream's ruling family, whose insulted image is the personal grievance driving their hunt.