Dressed in the calamity of a shadowed grim, Asmud finds comfort in the bewitching ire of darkness. His coat, rugged and disheveled, enhances his complexion as an omen of equivocal mystery and archaism. Asmud's build closely represents that of a wandering giant, or a peeved gargoyle; broad, engraved with colossal muscle, and riddled with secrecy at the appearance of his twisted jaw. His eyes share a resemblance of a haunted tomb, a ghostly white, a place where a ghost once lied— or where one still does.
Description by Sentova
-Speech is slow and with heavy accent of Valyrian
-Smells like wetstone
A ponderous statue with endeavors as dubious as the crooked outline of his jaw; Asmund is a monolith composed of solemn edges and shrouded intent. Beyond the barrier of a language long forgotten by Common tongue is a man ensnared by the threads of his own desire; etched from a mold of outwardly perfect constraints. All but his mouthpiece, which dangles outward in a provocative statement of its own– perhaps a hint of what repellent may lie beyond the fractured guise. The gargoyle’s impatience is tempered by an iron zeal, but his justice lacks this strength; for it is malleable, easily bent to serve beneath a set of his own biased morals.