Ky'krell moves like a silhouette with intent. He is a Kenku wrapped in layers of dark, roughly woven occultist robes trimmed with dull brass links taken from old armor. His black feathers are slightly glossy, but one shoulder patch of feathers is singed and gray, a lingering mark from a failed ritual. His yellow beak is streaked with dark residue that looks like dried ash. He favors a long hood that keeps his head low; when he steps the hem of his robes scrapes metal scraps that clink faintly, a sound he keeps deliberately muted. Unexpectedly, he wears a child's tin bell on a leather thong beneath the robes; it is worn and silent most of the time, but once in a rare smile he can be seen tapping it between his talons, a tiny, almost tender habit. When he fights his movements are precise and economical, more like a careful scavenger than a swaggering warrior.