In his true form, U'lin stood a medium build for his kind, not rippled with muscle, but rather that toned strength of body from many hours walking and smithing.  A smith's-short hair was rich and dark and kept back from his face, helped by the long, tapered ears of his kind, and helped share a gentle look of wisdom from his deep, dark eyes.

Saffron-hued robes of the Wondermaker announced to those in need of his presence; the heavy strips of metal armour over supple leather, shield with emblazoned symbol of faith, and mace at his side warned off troublemakers... well, some of them at least.

It was in his faith and divine power that made him a fierce foe, and valued ally, howevermuch he tended to throw his body in front of trouble to protect his smaller allies.