Roan Sinna is a towering human wall of muscle, nearly two meters tall, with an absurdly broad torso, thick arms, heavy biceps, and thighs built like iron pillars. He moves with the controlled spring of a professional athlete and the polished poise of a royal champion, as if every step is part of a performance. His face is open and warmly handsome, built around a bright, disarming smile that seems to arrive before he does. He wears long shorts, a bright fitted shirt, bracers worn smooth by training, and a cloak that never quite rests still. The contradiction that makes people stare is that such a huge, unmistakable man can vanish into shadow, crowds, or treeline as if the world simply forgot to look at him.