Muzulg Vax-Ryn looks like a man carved from old sea-glass and weathered ivory. His Chromavaft skin shimmers in slow bands of moss green, smoke blue, and amber when he moves, as though light is catching scales beneath the surface. He is tall but stooped, with long fingers stained by inks, resin, and salt. His skin has a dry, polished texture around the face and a faint translucent sheen at the temples. He walks with a careful, deliberate sway, but when startled he becomes unnaturally quick, almost twitching into motion. The unexpected detail is the tiny, immaculate lace handkerchief pinned to his collar, which he irons every morning despite living in a creaking tidehouse.