Tharok moves with the deliberate force of a weathered titan. His massive frame is adorned with old scars that tell tales of decades under unforgiving northern skies. His thick white hair is braided with small iron bands twisted into the shapes of worms, cascading down his broad back. His beard is uneven and cropped short, revealing a surprisingly scarred but calm face framed by sharp cheekbones and a permanently furrowed brow. His eyes are a stormy blue, piercing yet softened by age and wisdom. His skin is tough and leathery, but oddly, the right side of his face is marked by an intricate tattoo of glowing green runes that pulse faintly in moonlight—an unexpected arcane symbol for a barbarian, hinting at a forgotten pact. His movements balance the raw strength of a berserker with a measured, almost ritualistic grace, reflecting his dual nature as both warrior and wise elder. To see him smile is rare and unsettling, as it reveals teeth filed to sharp points, a tribal custom that marks a once-blood sworn oath to a now-lost pact.