Thamuz is of medium height; his frame is wiry and upright, with angular elven cheekbones that contrast with a human-square jaw and a blacksmith's calloused hands. His tawny, freckled skin bears a faded ink tattoo of dancing boots winding up one arm. His left foot turns ever-so-slightly inward as he walks, giving him a lilting, musical step. He wears well-kept cobbler’s leathers flecked with gold thread and a battered emerald-dyed tailcoat that suggests a more flamboyant youth. Amid his carts of shoes and tools, a silver-inlaid lyre is strapped conspicuously—and, oddly, mismatches a clay ring he always wears.