In human form, which Vir learned very early-- even for one whose growth is accelerated, like his is-- and unsurprisingly largely by accident, Vir emerged from a chubby childhood and a rapid and uncomfortable adolescence and into a somewhat gawky, but not unattractive, adulthood. He's thinned out, grown tall, but his limbs still look a little too long and his hands a little too big, and his face is both broad and angular, in an unusual combination. His skin is the dark brown-red of his belly-fur, his perpetually messy hair a contrastingly sparkling white, and his eyes the same warm amber. He prefers clothing in light colors, particularly whites and yellows. 

There are a few things Vir can do well, with his strange anti-luck only hedging in on him occasionally, and magic is one of them. He's a natural mage, and he's finally learned how to practice his art rather than pine over what he will probably never be. After all, what he wants is to be a hero: saving lives, doing big things, making himself famous; he has very big daydreams! It only makes things worse that his brother, who he adores and occasionally resents, does have the makings of a warrior-- and he doesn't seem to care! 

Though in his daydreams Vir still sees himself as a swordsdragon and knight, he's at least grown comfortable enough with himself, as he's grown up, to know that he has talent as a mage and it can be a useful talent. To some, it might even be as glamorous as being a knight. He isn't quite there yet, still seeing himself as something of a second-class sorcerer to his brother's first-class warrior, but at least he sees the merit in what he can do, and at times even takes a little pride in being able to do something well.