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Standing at attention, Haptash Ka-Nala looks somewhat taller than he is. While on his identity papers it reads 5′8″, many would place him as being more, perhaps not six feet tall, but you just get the feeling that there’s… more… of him than 5′8″. His hair is partly to blame. It is untidy, though not unkempt, and several of the dark brown spikes seem determined to point upwards, no matter the treatment given to them. Another factor is his boots. Large, heavy and durable, they protect his rather small feet from the rigours of his job. Tucked into these boots are Haptash’s pants; dark green and not too tight as to be impractical but tight enough not to get in the way. They, much like most of his clothing, are practical.

A tough leather belt is wrapped around his waist, with various pouches and canisters attached. Each of these is filled with different substances and tiny, seemingly useless items. A tan coloured, short-sleeved shirt covers his body while over that he wears a brown sleeveless coat which hangs down almost to his feet, though it never touches the ground unless he is stooping or sitting. Hanging loosely around Haptash’s neck is a pair of thick-lens goggles with an adjustable leather strap. His hands are protected from the elements, as well as the more dangerous of his alchemic tools, by a pair of large gloves, covering most of his forearms. These are well-worn at the fingers, as if he wears them almost constantly.

Haptash’s eyes are bright green and they shine like emeralds amidst the strangely pale-skinned face, making him look younger than he is. His delicate features are sharp and well defined, including his sly half-smile, which comes upon him whenever he isn’t deeply concerned about things. Haptash wears only one piece of jewellery, a single golden stud in his left ear.

A second belt hangs about his hips, but attached to this are his tools of war. A crossbow, a small knife and various vials all neatly tucked in and placed where they can be most easily accessed.