A gigantic undead man whose exposed bones are smooth and ivory-pale, like river stones polished by centuries of water. He has the proportions of a living youth stretched to impossible scale, with narrow shoulders, long arms, and hands large enough to close around a human torso. A sheet of white hair descends nearly to his ankles, drifting as though underwater even in still air. Long locks fall between his eyes and often conceal half his face. One eye burns a deep ceremonial red, while the other is a vacant white orb veined with hairline cracks. A clean scar runs across both sockets, not cut into flesh but carved directly through the bone. He moves with the slow courtesy of a dancer making room for others, yet his footsteps arrive a heartbeat before the rest of him. The unexpected contradiction is that his skeletal face has a soft, almost tender expression, as if he is perpetually trying not to frighten anyone.