He adorns a cloak of honey and chocolate, accentuated by ivory and obsidian. A gentle flame , albeit still a classic Tiamat. A crown of gold rests easy upon his forehead, and citrine jewels rest within his irises; sparkling beautifully against his decorated coat.
He dwarfs most, if not all of his kin, his stature tall and imposing with a straight spine and strong chin.
In the Great War of 1710, Sethos suffered a catastrophic injury that left his spine broken. While he has been able to heal and achieve mobility again, he experiences temporary paralysis in his hindquarters occasionally, as well as numbness, pain and decreased movement.