Like a pile of stirred oak cobras, Noon Teyeeti's figure is mahogany skin and coiled tension. His thumb-thick locs are pulled back in a spherical topknot, with golden charms interlaced, and his sharp eyes are colored with seagreen gems. Beneath his form-fitting leathers of bloody black are many tattoos, two of which are visible on the backs of his hands. One in particular is on his neck; a spider on its web, crossed by a broken arrow.

Noon treads the line between fashion and carelessness, doing his best (and often succeeding) at an effortless style. Though understated, it only takes a moment's consideration to tell that he enjoys looking the part of a daredevil debonair with asymmetrically-cut cloths, delicate rings,  and a gold chain that runs from one nostril to his ear. This piercing highlights the gashes traveling from eye to temple and from lip to chin.

The Teyeeti clan is notoriously known as the Turners, fortune-shifters and saboteurs that have made a profit from the grapes of their own poor luck. Noon seems to revel in the clan's rogue history, though the shame seems to weigh on him as time goes on. He's begun to learn that his family has a darker history, one that seems to be paying a debt that only grows with each generation. It is this weight that carries Noon to try and find the cure to the curse that is over his clan.