Broad-shouldered and squat with a hunched, forward-leaning gait. His skin is mottled with old white scars and soot. Iron teeth are wired into his jaw, catching the sun like broken coins. He wears a jury-rigged banner of bones over his left shoulder that clatters when he moves. The banner is a patchwork of cracked ribs, bird talons, and a human finger strung with red thread. His left ear is sliced in a series of clean notches, each notch painted with different colored sap. Unexpected contradiction: he keeps a small, neatly folded scrap of silk tied inside his belt, smudged with grease but carefully preserved.