Olaf is a wreckage of a man, swallowed by layers of yellowed mammoth furs and stinking seal pelts that are stiff with dried salt and grime. His face is a roadmap of hardship, featuring a nose that has been broken and reset poorly multiple times and skin the color of bruised plums due to chronic cold exposure. His beard is a chaotic thicket of gray hair, perpetually matted with frozen breath and bits of dried lichen. Despite his wretched state, he moves with a surprising, fluid grace when not trapped, like a predator that has learned to conserve every ounce of energy. His eyes are a startling, bright turquoise, a sharp contrast to the dull, muddy tones of his clothing and skin.