Standing at seven feet and two inches, Chandownoilra is by no means an average sized male, as the span of his shoulders falls just short of one third of his height. Whilst being well built, the male is not toned. Covering most of his body is thick, rusty red fur, the exception to the colouring being the muddy brown that fades from solid colour around his wrists and ankles, to the red of the rest of the fur of his arms and legs.
Whilst travelling, Chan occasionally adorns himself with a battered steel chestplate with spaulders to match. Though the steel of the armour is battered and dented, there is still a mirror-like shine to it. On his waist is tied a simple pair of trousers, made of a coarse material, similar to that of a sack, brown in colour with frayed strands in places. Also hanging from his waist is a simple brown leather belt. Though the belt has little functionality of holding his trousers in place, it holds a sword with a highly ornate hilt and pommel along, also, a pair of gauntlets with a strange inscription running along them hanging form the other side. Upon his feet are black leather boots that always announce his arrival. Fastened by six brass buckles running up the outside of the leg, the boots are heavy, and perhaps dangerous as a dagger, similar to the sword in design, protrudes from the top of the left.
Whilst resting or relaxing, however, Chandownoilra abandons any superfluous items of clothing, leaving only the tattered trousers and belt to keep himself modest. The fur on his torso bears the occasional white tuft, and if closely observed faint scars lay under them. Atop his head sits a pair of damaged ears, though both stand proud. From his seat hangs a fairly short, relatively bushy tail. Between his ears lay long red hair which falls to the middle of his back and is also of a slightly (yet noticable) darker shade than the rest of his fur. His hair almost always seems to be pristinely kept, and hangs in a ponytail for most of the day. Dark chocolate eyes sit inside his head, staring ever onwards, as though always searching for something lost.