Tall and angular for a Dragonborn, Maldo's scales are a muted moss green that gleam like wet obsidian under sun. His horns sweep back in thin ridged curves, capped with black enamel rings he polishes nightly. His left eye is a bright chartreuse while his right is clouded and faintly veined with yellow, as if acid once scarred it. He moves with a precise, almost theatrical grace, wrists curled like a scholar handling rare glass. Unexpectedly, he favors the small, meticulous gestures of a jeweler - tapping surfaces twice before touching them. When he laughs it is soft and controlled, more a hiss of amusement than a roar.