Kaelen is a hulking, barrel-chested man who looks like a fortress wall in a leather apron. His most striking feature is the absence of a nose; where it once was, a smooth, triangular patch of scar tissue sits between his eyes. His face is a roadmap of the Last War, etched with white scars that stand out against his ruddy skin. He moves with a calculated, heavy-footed grace, the result of decades of military drilling. Contradictory to his grim setting, he always carries a delicate scent of dried lavender and sharp cloves, an olfactory shield against the sulfurous rot of the Black Pit.