Only a simple human in race, Desmond was fortunate enough to have been genetically superior than the average male, at least physically. His body shape was a clear 'V' from his waist upward, and lean muscle was packed between his broad shouldered frame. His once dark brown hair has taken to fading and graying, grown long and usually disheveled, seemingly not one to pay close attention to his appearance. Dark stubble coated his strong jaw, and just like his lengthy mane, betrayed his age as portions of it were spotted with gray hairs.

Desmond's bronzed arms were something of a canvas, all manner of demons, devils, vile, vulgar, and lewd depictions were inked upon the skin. His tattoos continued up his arms and disappeared beneath his clothing, basic fabrics that clung to his muscular upper body.