Maul is trotting by on a warg beast straight out of Lord of the Rings. He vaguely resembles a hyena in appearance. The beast is far too stocky for a traditional saddle so Maul instead has a fluffy hide skinned from something Slicer likely killed himself when it was on his property and set on the warg's back. The reins at least function as normal.

He pauses for a moment on the street, long enough for two moths to land on him, one on his left forehorn and another on his arm. Maul inspects them Pretty-looking little bugs, aren't they? He looks over and spots Augustine on the porch. "A bit warm for a blanket, isn't it?" He calls out. Despite Maul's demonic appearance, his voice is very soft, smooth, and velvety, completely at odds with its owner's extreme looks.