A tall, somewhat lithe man who appears to be completely human, if albino, with  snow-white hair and icy blue eyes. His normal attire is that of a doctor, which is to say, a lightweight long coat with many interior and some exterior pockets, alongside a messenger bag holding many things. He dresses, odd for a doctor, mostly in blacks and browns--colors that hide blood stains. Fairly practical gear but sturdy.

(Should you ever see him in his white silk suit, best brace yourself.)

He seems normal at first, if a bit lacking in expression--a quiet, studious man who always is writing in a little notebook he keeps in a coat pocket. When treating patients, he calmly works and asks them how they feel--though not in a caring way, but rather as a scientist might ask a lab rat what it thinks of being vivisected.

. . . one might question why a man like him, of average strength and constitution, would work for the Hellknight Order as a doctor. Especially, as it was rumored, he didn't even worship Asmodeus directly, but rather some unknown fiend. When asked, he gives a rare, rare--and endlessly unnerving--smile, and say, "Pray you never find out."