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At his diminutive height of four centimeters, Dorian cuts an imposing figure despite his small stature. He is reminded daily of his limitations, yet such thoughts only serve to steel his resolve. Striking gray hair, like spider-spun silk, frames a face of weathered experience. Piercing eyes the color of storm clouds peer out from beneath heavy brows, flecked with iron. Within their steely depths burns a cool focus that pins enemies thrashing under his frigid glare. Though his years number among the eldest of his Soldiers, Dorian's compact frame retains its wiry strength. Clad head to toe in polished emerald armor, he cuts the figure of an ancient sentinel come to life. Not a hair nor plate escapes its spartan place, a testament to his austere discipline. It is in the heat of combat that Dorian's spirit truly ignites. With a fluid grace belying his size, he maneuvers like a viper amid the chaos. His leaf-shaped blade extends his reach far beyond modest arms, biting wherever weakness presents itself. Under his iron-willed command, even the lowliest Leaf Knight fights as if possessed by the spirits of the wood. While his stature recalls nature's constraints, in Dorian's flint-eyed gaze and rigid bearing is reflected the full, unfettered fury of the realm he has sworn to guard until the forest's final breath. Woe betide any who dare awaken the storm within this guardian of the green.