A small male quasit is before you. His skin is a dark red color, like that of dried blood, and his head is bald yet subtly shiny. The look on his face is one of strange malevolence, as if he is contemplating how to torment others and is excited by his own imagination. This is further exacerbated by his solid black beady eyes and a mouth with a row of jagged teeth that gleam menacingly when he grins. While his ears are pointy, there is a large scar running across his left ear with a small chunk of it missing entirely from the side. The nails on his hands have been sharpened to a point for seemingly no reason, but have been painted with what appears to be a puke green color. His body is thin with hardly any visible muscle tone, but there is enough to tell he is at least fit and in shape. A crudely made belt of skulls adorns his waist, each with a number painted in strange, cryptic looking numerals.