Athric wears the long, straight posture of a lifelong combatant. His face is wind-browned and creased around the eyes from years training outdoors. He keeps a close-cropped beard threaded with early silver and a single long scar that runs from his left temple to the corner of his mouth. His hair is shaved at the sides and kept longer on top, often tied back when he trains. He favors living colors: a deep river-blue surcoat embroidered with the Cornyn stag in beaten gold, but his sleeves are always rolled to the elbow, revealing forearms thick with old scars and a line of faded inked tally marks he made as a youth for each duel won. Movement is economical and precise, with a flick of the wrist and a measured stride. The unexpected element is a pair of plain, mud-stained working gloves he keeps hidden beneath his cloak and uses to quietly tend the palace stables in secret when the mood strikes; the gloves smell faintly of hay.