Valerius stands with a rigid, military posture that makes him seem taller than he is. His face is a map of hard lines and old scars, most notably a jagged white line that splits his left eyebrow. His eyes are a piercing, cold blue that seems to weigh the soul of anyone he looks at. He moves with a calculated, predatory grace, his footsteps making almost no sound despite the heavy plate he wears. Paradoxically, while his armor is polished to a mirror sheen, he wears a frayed, dirt-stained wool scarf tucked into his gorget, a humble item that looks entirely out of place on a royal official.