Dauahn is one of those forsaken that has a feeling of madness in his appearance. His goggles are cracked, leaving one to wonder exactly why he wears them. He wears bongos on his back, finely crafted from the woods of Stranglethorn Vale and stolen from the Bloodscalp witchdoctors. His robes are a bright green, contrasting heavily with his tabard, proudly displaying the colors of Curse. Hanging from his hips is a small, red-hot poker, an item that Dauahn finds useful in his research, and various flasks of materials, varying in shape, size, color, and odor. Smells emanate from his body, ranging from dried blood to chemicals most alchemists would not recognize until further examined.