Decay and disease surrounds this Avian like a fine mist. Beady hawk eyes dart back and forth about him from between strands of loose black hair which hangs down to just below his shoulders. He is malnourished and it seems as if he can barely hold himself upright. Perhaps the only thing that saves him is a set of enormous tattered wings that stretch out from his shoulder blades. Fresh wounds ooze pus and blood from near every part of his body. A horrid stench unlike anything you've smelled before emanates from him.