Bertrand LeRoy

Approaching his Wilder years, the Nocker is still a childling for now. He’s lean, and his needle teeth have a slight gap in his smile when he does smile. His face is a mix of a white splash over the left eye, and a red spiral near the right trailing down to his cheek. Someone has given him new clothes, and to the changeling side of things they appear to be a black T shirt with ever shifting fractals, while his pants have a pattern not unlike a lava lamp. On his head is a featureless red baseball cap.