His hair is black and close croped, about 1/2 an inch.
His eyes are a firce orange, like the smoldering embers he watches so much.
He has three arms. The third growing out of his left side about 1/2' under his left shoulder.
He is very strong yet his right arm hand and sholder are built from moving masses of iron. Having two dominant arms allows him to get more blows per heat than many smiths can get with a Little Giant.
He dresses in flowing white shirts like a dulest, but his third arm makes itself a hole. He wears a massive leather kilt and thick steel toed boots with no socks.
His skin is made from asbestos and has that white flaky quality that the fire protection of many major schools are getting rid of.
His lungs have filters in them that catch coal dust and bits of his asbestos skin. The filters wrap themeselves in phlegm and are ejected in his morning hack. The filters grow anew over night.
He of course is an ironworker. Working from a forge in a hill that stradles a massive coal vein. He constructs a whole range of things from tiny rings to massive statues and sculpture, all in his gas and coal lit forge. Power hammers don't keep the neighbors up.
I like this idea. Not many people think of iron workers as artists, but now you must and I know that I do, and will always. See you soon. Keep the fires burning. Triron, uses strictly coal forges and, even his massive sculpture is done with a small portable forge.