Kharzun is a short and stocky dwarf, standing at just under four feet tall. He has a wild mane of tousled, copper-colored hair that seems to defy gravity, adorned with various vials and glassware that he clips to his locks. His beard is long and braided, interwoven with tiny metallic strands that glint like starlight. His eyes are a bright, piercing green, glimmering with manic intelligence, but often bloodshot from sleepless nights spent in a haze of experiments. He wears an oversized, patchwork robe, stitched carelessly from various materials, ranging from supple leather to rough burlap, covered in stains from countless potions gone awry. He moves with an erratic energy, a mix of nervous fidgeting and sudden bursts of purpose, leaving behind a faint scent of sulfur and burning herbs.