Tall, heavily muscled dragonborn with burnished crimson scales that catch light like old copper. He wears his hair like a short ridged crest of darker keratin along his skull that looks almost like a cropped mane. His right forearm bears a long faded tattoo in infernal runes, half-obscured by a leather vambrace. His movements are economical and deliberate, like someone who has practiced both combat and inspection for years. Unexpectedly, he keeps an immaculate silk handkerchief folded inside his breastplate and uses it to polish the pommel of his sword between checks and after conversations, an oddly domestic habit that contradicts his grim job.