This.. man ..is an oddity. To those who would sense auras, they would sense only a swirling tangle of various things both ill and foul, and pure and benevolent. To those who attuned their senses to identify a species by the scent of their spirit or their blood, they would find only confusion and befuddlement, as the scent of this man's blood was both foreign and obscure, and yet familiar in ways unreasonable. He is a 'thing', lacking a race or a species or a lineage with which to be associated and identified by.

He stands at six feet and seven inches in height, and his weight is similarly befuddled by a lack of reason and sense about it. Though his build is that of a strongman, barrelchested with powerful limbs, whatever heaviness that such muscles should carry does not manifest with him. His skin is dark with tan, weathered under countless suns from different worlds, and his hair is a bedheaded lack of handling that reaches down past his shoulders, black as pitch and with streaks of blue or gray lining through the occasional bang that hangs low over his features. Out from this mess of hair protrude two long, pointed ears; seeming kin to elvish or fiendish origin in one sense, but at the same time they extend outward almost like that of a gremlin's, one ear coveted by a quartet of hooped piercings along its length.

His face shows him to be middle-aged in appearance, with a large-bridged nose that looks like it's seen quite a few breakings in its time. His jawline is squared and rough, coated in a seemingly permanent stubble flecked with the occasional grey-white hair. His most notable trait, perhaps, is that of his eyes, resting beneath thick brows with edges that curl upward slightly, like that of an owl's; crimson irises that have a golden ring outlinine them. On occasion they will shift in colour, a red-orange glower passing along the surface like magma bubbling and then receding back inside.

His attire is nomadic in nature, favoring loose clothing of gaudy colouration and numerous patterns and textures that complement each other, whilst appearing almost pieced together from random places.. a sleeve from one culture, a jacket from the other. A glove from one realm, and a scarf from yet another. His dress sense as cobbled together and undefined as his presence itself.