Korrin is a pale, broad-shouldered man with a weathered face, black hair cut to his jaw, and a beard braided with plain iron rings. Red and black warpaint crosses his brow, runs beneath both eyes, and is rubbed thin at the bridge of his nose from repeated touching. He wears dark wolf armor made from overlapping boiled leather, blackened iron plates, and strips of charcoal-gray wolf hide. The armor smells faintly of pine smoke and tallow. He does not stand squarely like most trained warriors. He waits with his weight on the balls of his feet and one heel slightly raised, as if the ground might crack beneath him. Before speaking, he draws a quiet breath through his nose and holds it for a heartbeat. His hands are heavily callused, but he keeps his fingernails meticulously clean, an unexpectedly domestic detail that makes him seem more like a careful cook than a veteran killer until he moves.