Malakor stands with an oppressive posture, his presence weighing heavily on the air like an oncoming storm. He is clad in 'The Runebound Plate,' a suit of masterwork full plate of dark steel that glows with pulsing blue scripts. Over this, he wears a ruby red cape of thick silk that pools around his feet like fresh blood, held by a golden clasp in the shape of a screaming human skull. His movements are terrifyingly efficient and devoid of any wasted energy, suggesting a man who has practiced every gesture to project maximum authority. Paradoxically, despite his imposing martial silhouette, his hands are soft and smell of expensive jasmine oil, showing no callouses of a typical soldier.