Regdrak's dirty blonde hair splits unevenly from the middle of his head and hangs down below his shoulders in thick bedraggled sheets. His beard is trimmed and maintained around his upper jaw but explodes into a frizzy mess around his chin and mouth. Surprisingly, his eyebrows are so fine and carry such a light shade of blonde that they appear to be almost non-existent, which makes the pale blue of his pupils pop all the more. His eyes, sitting in their slightly sunken sockets, bear the dogged and fevered intensity of a true believer. Tattooed in a tight band across his forehead are a series of curious runes; the script appears similar to ancient patterns from before the Great Purge. He carries his head tilted slightly downward, as if smell rather than sight were his primary sense. The bulging, sloping trapezoids that dominate his back are so overbuilt with meaty muscle that they push his shoulders forward and lend his silhouette a hulking, animalistic quality. Tendons, thick as rope, crisscross his forearms and run down into the knuckles on his beefy hands.