The Ferric Brand takes the appearance of a two-faced bust made wrought of irona cold silver. On one side is One face bares the contorted face contortions of a once beautiful woman, her eyelids are peeled back and her lips have been removed creating a freakish smileclipped back like hair, shining teeth stuck in permanent grin. On the opposite face Opposite is the smooth mask like face of what might be a man, though only the barest of features remain. It sits expressionless, only small pieces thin worms of razor wire line burrow their way to the inside of its nostrils and eyeless sockets. Blood pours freely from condenses amidst the eyes and nose linings of the male sidetheir openings. 

The Skin Sold is the hour of bodily potential. Those who call upon this hour are those looking to feel more, to see more, and to be more through the augmentation of the body , and at the extreme, much more. It is not only the lost athlete, or the perverse pleasure seeker that call upon her his name, but the cripple and the lame who seek to regain what was taken from them. She offers one promise, to take and to give, to make weakness strength. The old body may find disgust in what she has wrought, but the new body, that is the one that will worship her for the pleasures she gives.