Compact square-jawed ugly man, his head shaved and with a dark blue tattoo right on his scalp. He’s wearing grey fatigues of all the Guards.

Missing his left arm & left eye.
Where his right arm used to be is now a stump on which a large metal rod with a disturbing array of attachments at the end emerges.
One of his eyes is ice blue, cold and staring. The other is a crude false eye, made of wood and wandering off to the left.