Likewise, the warlord is difficult to miss. Despite the warm weather he wears a greatcoat over everything else, with tall boots and light armor. His helmet with short, twining horns is quite distinct, and the fact that one can't see his face beyond the grilled wires does give him a slightly menacing air. To the senses he does not feel the way organic beings do. Light-blessed, he'd remind a Force-sensitive of a certain other Exo, although only in sense of presence.

He's only gone out to the other city once before. The train ride makes him anxious, having to sit for so long in one place, relying on the vehicle to carry them to their destiny without control of where it was going. At least this time he knows it actually has a place to go to and from, but it's not a trip he looks forward to. Discovering new ways to be paranoid is not really a fun thing.

Felwinter travels light, carrying nothing extra, but really needing nothing, except a shotgun, which he is upset to lack. His Ghost floats beside him, a silvery drone. As they board the train, the helmeted figure looks around, but it's not difficult to find Obi-Wan when he's one of so few on the train.