Alban's mask has not changed much from his time before Jotunhiem. A muscular man who would be easily found in any king's personal unit. He has soft brown hair kept short with wild locks of hair. His skin is gently tanned. He has a sharply downturned nose, giving it a beaked appearance

Beneath the mask he's much the same. His eyes are the lavender-orange of the coming dawn. From his head jut a large pair of horns that curve backwards. Between the horns floats a single mote of light that twinkles brightly. A halo of scintillating stardust rotates around his head. One thing more peculiar than the rest is that each of the above mentioned features seem to be pieced on, rather than a natural extension of himself.