Krausk Vey is a massive orc whose stillness feels heavier than another warrior's motion. His skin has the dull green-gray texture of weathered slate, with broad pores and a faint sheen around the temples from constant exertion. He keeps his head shaved except for a narrow ridge of black bristles running from crown to nape, bound with small iron rings that click softly when he turns. His tusks are short, squared, and capped with dark bronze guards engraved with the names of Ark Council gates. Within a minute of meeting him, people notice that he checks the nearest threshold with two fingers before speaking, as if measuring whether the room can hold what is about to happen. He breathes through his nose in slow, controlled counts, yet when angered his breath becomes almost inaudibly fast. The unexpected contradiction is that his hands are remarkably delicate, with careful fingertips better suited to repairing locks than breaking bones.