Damon is a massive man. Standing at close to 7 feet tall with broad shoulders and a thick, compact frame. His dark blonde hair is generally worn back, sometimes tied into a pony tail or the occasional braid. He tends towards clothing that flatters his figure. The man works out and wants people to know about it and he likes to dress in leathers and furr when he he can.
In his mein, his skin is a pale blue and his ears sweep back into shar points on his head. Sharp teeth fill his mouth and chill fog escapes them as he speaks. Strange lines wrap around his ears and circle his face, a gift from the time he spent lost somewhere in the hedge. When he flies, he grows a pair of crystaline wings of ice that carry him through the air.
