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.

When Vaelion succumbs to the effects of his mutagen, his already formidable appearance becomes something primal and terrifying, a manifestation of the ocean’s untamed fury. His midnight-black hair takes on a wild, almost serpentine quality, tendrils moving as if alive, streaked with glowing veins of bioluminescent blue that pulse with each beat of his heart. His teal eyes brighten into luminous orbs, their glow piercing even the darkest waters and radiating an unnatural, predatory intensity. His tan skin hardens, gaining a faintly scaled texture, and the glowing tribal markings on his arms and chest spread and intensify, resembling cracks in frozen ice. His muscles swell, his broad frame becoming larger and more monstrous, while his hands and feet twist into razor-sharp claws capable of rending through steel. A wicked bite, lined with jagged, shark-like teeth, completes his transformation into a great winged predator of the depths.