Ferrax, the daemon that was formerly Felix, is well over 9 feet in height. Whatever was left of the dark elf was well and truly replaced, twisted, and now reformed in the image of Malar.

Never the prettiest, Ferrax is covered in pitch black reptilian scales. save the head and belly which are in stark contrast white. He has a strong jaw filled with sharp teeth made for tearing flesh. For those that look carefully enough, the scales have a dull lustre about them as if made from some sort of hard metal.

If there was a competition for most appendages, Ferrax would be up there with them. A long, thick scaly tail ended with spikes protrudes from his rear, with hide covered wings providing flight ability.

A gift from the gods, Ferrax's leather armour has long since been replaced by a somewhat different armour. This is a deep and dark green colour made from scales, with four hooked legs that sprout from the back. So far these have proven to be more than adept at allowing Ferrax to move along walls and ceilings with his hands free.

Not wanting to give up the title of master of limbs, the armour also has a separate tail of its own, which ends in a fierce snapping face of a dire wolf.

In each of his hands, he wields wicked looking weapons, with more stored and sheathed for use. The axe of a Blooodthirster is his weapon of choice, though Singing Death proves a more than capable second. The crossbow he once prized is long gone, given to his capable lieutenant along with the Blade of Sand.