Standing just shy of a meter, Procz is a diminutive creature. A prestine constable's uniform, hat and long coat is not enough to hide his frail and sickly body, as he limps or hobbles forward supported by a small walking stick; its resin handle containing moving gears, ticking steadily.

Procz has patchy greenish skin with a touch of scales and tufts of hair; in particular a mop of red-brown on top of his head. Large yellow-orange eyes, altough red-rimmed and underlined with dark bags, are keen and observant and blazing with curiosity and intelligence.