Rhadamant

He is a massive specimen, taller and broader than most human males could hope to be. Despite that bulk, there is nary a wasted bit of muscle beneath his odd almost-obsidian colored skin, which seems to be almost as hard and solid as stone. Yet he moves with an athletic agility, his tough exterior pliant and flexible as he moves.

It's difficult to call him handsome, and neither hair nor beard grace his clean shaven head and face, lending to him an austere appearance. All the same, those that find themselves drawn to strength will find no lack of it in his features. His eyes tend to resemble the grey of a river pearl, and when he forgets to project his strength out to the world, one might find a contemplative window into Rhad, one few glimpse.

What clothing he wears is functional, most often thick and sturdy boots buckled up about his calves, a wide belt and a loincloth, and metal bracers wrapped about his forearms suggesting that even his stone-like skin might require protection where danger might strike. If he anticipates battle, he often affixes cauldrons to his shoulders, wearing leather straps across his chest to keep them in place - making it difficult for an unseen foe to swipe at his neck.

Those who have occasion to see Rhad in battle quickly learn that his stone-like exterior serves to keep contained his inner flame. Where ordinarily one might call on an inner reserve of willpower in a desperate moment, Rhad seems to call upon that inner flame. The air about him heats, and he begins to glow; vein-like rivers of firelight crawl across his body, and those grey eyes flicker into flame, a terrible sight which few survive to speak of.