Tall and well-muscled but lean, he moves with both the sure-footed grace of a duelist and the staged flourish of a ritualist. His robe of the archmagi is a deep ash gray threaded with almost-black runes that seem to shift when looked at for too long. Over his face he wears the Mask of the Dragon Queen, a lacquered half-mask shaped like a dragon's maw and scaled cheek that breathes faint embers when he becomes angry. The mask is polished to a mirror sheen on the inside; the effect is unsettling because he often lifts it to stare at himself, then replaces it without speaking. On his hip hangs a Dancing Scimitar in an unusual scabbard carved with curling flame motifs; the scimitar's blade hums softly when the air contains magic. A Bloodwell Vial +3 rests in a leather band at his chest, its crimson pool slowly sloshing. Around his neck is a Necklace of Fireballs with two glass orbs left, each catching light like tiny suns. He keeps a bag of holding slung at his shoulder with sending stones tucked in a velvet pouch. Unexpectedly, he wears a pair of plain, mud-splattered leather boots that look like they belong to a caravan guard and not an archmage, a subtle reminder of his rough upbringing.