Vaelion Tideborn is a striking figure, his presence commanding attention like the relentless tides he calls home. Towering and broad-shouldered, his physique is honed by the unyielding forces of the sea, muscular and chiseled as though shaped by the ocean itself. His midnight-black hair, perpetually damp and flowing in unruly waves, is streaked with faintly glowing silvery strands that shimmer like moonlight on water. Piercing teal eyes, ever-shifting like restless currents, hold an unsettling stillness that draws and intimidates in equal measure. His tan skin, smooth with an aquatic sheen, is marked with dark, tribal patterns that glow faintly when submerged, a testament to his ancestral connection. His aura a constant reminder of his otherworldly nature, with the faint scent of saltwater and the tang of ozone trailing in his wake. It is said the air grows cooler in his presence, as though the deep itself reaches out to those who cross his path.