A compact, graceful man with faint curling horns trimmed close to his scalp. His skin is a deep ember-brown that catches light like burnished copper. His left forearm is wrapped in leather cords threaded with tiny iron filings that rattle softly when he moves, hiding a lattice of faded scars. He walks with a dancer's poised step but occasionally favors his right hip as if it aches from an old injury. He carries a narrow, dark-bladed sword in a scabbard that bears a solitary rune. Unexpected element: when he smiles his teeth flash briefly with an iridescent blue that seems to come from inside, like cooled sparks.