Vael-Khar appears as a towering, four-armed god of disciplined violence, his body lean rather than bulky, every movement precise and economical like a master blade being drawn from silk. His skin resembles midnight basalt dusted with tiny points of silver light, as though a night sky were trapped beneath living stone. One of his four hands is wrapped in funerary linen while the others are bare and scarred, each palm marked with concentric starburst calluses from aeons of combat. His hair is a long sheet of pale white-gold, but one braid is braided with black prayer cords and tiny enemy teeth. He wears no proper armor, only a monk's sash of layered comet-blue fabric, a belt of meteor iron rings, and prayer beads made from hollowed meteorites that click softly like distant hail. Despite his divine scale and terrifying presence, he keeps one knee patched in plain roughspun cloth, a humble mend from a mortal temple that he never removed.