Despite his fairly small stature, Faznalar stands tall with an aura of self-assured competence that causes some people to mistake him for nobility. His coppery eyes are always sharp enough to cut steel, and the mysterious half-smile he often bears does nothing to dispel this image.
And he dresses the part. The man's grey hair is always back in a tight ponytail, no hair out of place, and he keeps his short goatee neatly trimmed. He wears silk shirts and dark breeches around the house, but when he's out, he wears billowing crimson robes decorated with silver and jewels. All in all, he's an attractive older man with a touch of arrogance and a wide streak of ambition.