Carrying with him all the markings of an accomplished magus, beneath the reagents and the robes the Githzerai that stands before you has clearly not neglected his body. Fit and athletic, light of step, he regards all before him with a neutral gaze.

Were one to strip him of his robes, it would quickly become apparent that his choice of clothing was a matter of practicality if anything. Two swollen, veiny cocks rest between his legs, no doubt the product of a talent for transmutation and the perversion to put those talents to work.