Griznak stands just under 4 feet tall, but his presence looms large. His skin bears a strangely smooth but scarred texture, a patchwork of old knife wounds and faint holy symbols faintly visible under certain light. His sharp, yellow-green eyes gleam with unsettling intelligence. He wears an impeccably tailored pinstripe suit of the 1880s gangster style, complete with a pocket watch and slender cane topped with a silver holy symbol. Contradictorily, his monstrous maw is almost always clenched in a serene smile. He moves with an unsettling grace, a mix of cautious flicks and sudden bursts of energy, as if torn between a streetwise predator and a disciplined knight. When he speaks, his voice carries a peculiar charm, almost courteous, but punctuated with a harsh rasp that betrays his violent past.