Wild black hair falls in a tangled mess to this savage human's shoulders, partially obscuring his face beneath cobwebby strands. Through the mess can be seen glimpses of deathly pale skin and sharp, angular features, his eyes black and his lips thin and bloodless. An already severe, unattractive face is made less so by the tattoos spread across it, both cheeks and forehead covered in a mask of thin lines that intersect oddly to form spidery black runes. Yet more of the arcane script can be seen wherever his pale skin is on display, stretched taught over a build that is at once broadly muscular and unhealthily sunken. The overall effect is as if the bulk of a larger man had been crudely attached to his skeleton, without most of the fleshy fatty bits that pad the spaces between. Compounding the strangeness of his appearance is the stillness with which he stands, eery and almost lifeless in his mannerisms.