A towering figure draped in alchemist’s robes of midnight blue silk shot through with platinum thread, Zharkhal’s presence combines imperial gravitas with an undercurrent of unsettling vitality. His broad, midnight-black scales shimmer with a polished, glassy finish that reflects candlelight like obsidian. His skin is taut, smooth, and flawless, notably hairless, highlighting his sharp diamond-cut face and smooth, prominent head. Jet-black eyes—unblinking, unclouded, but startlingly expressive—seem to drink in the world. Despite his massive build and regal stature, his movement is unsettlingly graceful, almost feline. A single golden earring shaped like a wyvern’s claw fastens to his left ear, contrasting his otherwise somber elegance.