Kail stands at just under six feet tall, his form lithe and nimble, when he walks he seems to move with fluid effortlessness. With red eyes and a small set of curved horns protruding from his jet black hair it's hard to miss the demon heritage that flows through his blood and Kail does nothing to hide it. This young rogue is almost always draped in sturdy leather traveling clothes with a set of hardened leather plates adorned with metal studs and a pair of knee high soft leather boots. Around his midsection is a wide belt with three moonstones fixed in the buckle, a small bit of amber swings from a thin golden chain worn around his neck, twin daggers in their scabbards rest comfortably on each hip between a handful of belt pouches and hanging from a clip on that same belt is a wicked looking spiked chain. A wicked smile almost always dances across his features, doing nothing to help the stigma of being of demon stalk, his red eyes sparkle constantly and shift as if the young man is taking in as much around him as possible, for what reason no one but Kail knows.