Brother Kyros wears armour of an ancient pattern, meticulously cared for, and painstakingly decorated.  Fangs, fins, talons and scars adorn the grey ceramite, producing an overall terrifying effect on the observer.  Hisses and growls permeate its movement, suggestive of a predator stalking its prey.  When out of his armour, Kyros looks like he perhaps possessed dark skin, but now drained of colour to a corpse like shade, without a hair on any exposed skin.  His eyes are large and it is discouraging to look on them, the orbs almost entirely black, like a creature from the depths.  His voice is a harsh rasp that speaks in a baroque and old form of High Gothic, but mostly says nothing.