Gangly and awkward, Irios is a curiously structured drake with dust-covered opalescent green scales so dark as to be almost black but a pair of short, swept-back horns crowning his head behind a heavy jaw and large golden eyes. Straggly and unkempt, he has the the typically over-sized paws and head of a young dragon starting to come into his real growth, both of which promise considerable size to come and though he is somewhere around six feet from nose to tailtip (a massive size for any Black of his apparent age, or any Green come to that) he shows the gaunt build and jaggedly-developing scales of the runt of a litter, held back by scant meals and deprivation.

 His mannerisms tend to the nervous and quick, his eyes darting and his body language distinctly nonthreatening, as though he's trying with every moment to fade so completely into the background that he couldn't possibly be worth wing-buffeting or biting and thereby adding to the numerous healed-over scars and scrapes that cover much of his youthful frame.

 When human, or at least humanoid he appears as a half-drow of obviously Thayan (half)-parentage, a combination which while no less gaunt, awkward and easily overlooked than his natural form currently goes dressed in hand-me-down scale armour with a morningstar uncomfortably worn at the hip.