This wretched creature is small, even for those of his kind. His leathery wings, furled tightly against his back, resemble those of a bat, stretched and veined, with wickedly curved claws at their tips. His skin, like cooling embers, shimmers from deep crimson to near-black in shades. Patches of textured scales, harder and darker than the rest of his flesh, form swirling patterns across his shoulders and chest. His face is sharply angular, dominated by those burning red eyes. They hold a predatory intelligence, a fanatic's devotion that borders on madness. Two small, curved horns jut from his brow, framing his face in a silhouette of infernal grace. His mouth is wider than a human's, filled with needle-sharp teeth that flash when he hisses or snarls. The air around him shimmers with heat, not the mere warmth of a living body, but something more elemental, a connection to the flames he reveres. Often, thin wisps of smoke curl from his nostrils like a creature perpetually breathing fire.