Standing hunched over, frail and weak looking, dry mountain winds and severe fate made his face rugged and mournful. His rather oval head sits on top of an almost non-existent neck. Light tendrils of dove-white hair fall gently about his head in all directions, including the face, barely covering his eyes: one blue, the other green stare vacantly into nothingness, a slight grin revealing only a small portion of his head with small locks on either side are twice as long as his body and cuts off mid bicep to show the tanned flesh of his arms and legs, well-formed with very little fat. It stops just shy of his ears and is parted right down the middle, partially hiding the upper features of his face; just above the surface of the skin making it translucent showing the muscle and bone below. His hands are large and thick with knuckles that look like they've been broken many times. His dark black eyes and fangs stick out sharply, making his face look deadly certain for evil intent. It is hard to ignore: a grotesque creature of disproportionate features stares vacantly into the air before him.