He was most often cloaked in shadows, a dark cape and hood obscuring the larger portion of his body from sight. A relatively short stature didn't stop his figure from putting one ill at ease - the garb of mostly black, combined with his predatory way of stalking around, made for a thoroughly shady impression.

The mask over his face hid all but his eyes, two bright golden orbs that glimmered with a zealous, unpredictable light. A few strands of jet-black hair could be seen hanging over his brow, serving as a stark contrast to his pallid complexion.

When he spoke, it wasn't in a normal tone of voice, but rather in a loud whisper almost akin to a hiss. It was often surprising at first, but quick to cross the border into unsettling, especially when mingled with his masked features and those hungry, ever-watchful golden eyes.