Thalric is a study in regal decay, standing tall with a brittle, skeletal grace. His skin has the texture of yellowed, over-stretched vellum, revealing the sharp contours of a skull that seems eager to break through. His once-resplendent silver hair is now a thin, wispy halo that floats around his head as if submerged in water. While his noble robes of midnight silk and ermine fur are immaculate, a faint scent of grave dirt and crushed lilies follows him. His most unsettling feature is his wide, static grin that stretches too far across his face, revealing teeth that have been filed into delicate, needle-like points. Behind him, a Shadow Mastiff named Gloom, woven from literal darkness and possessing eyes like smoldering embers, stalks with a silent, heavy tread.