A man that stands at the average height, with hair that has already turned white-grey and clear blue eyes. A scar runs down from his forehead to his right cheek and makes it's way through the middle of his right eyebrow, giving out the impression of a man that has gone through things in his life.

Although he is older than others, his strength it seems, hasn't left him just yet, and his body makes it clear. His shoulders remain broad and his limbs are still strong. His whole body is perhaps not immense but it is certainly not small.

It would be rare to see this man without his gear which he finds pride and certain ease in. The metal always glimmer and reflect a soft, calming light that stands as evidence to how well taken care of his gear is. His weapons are always sharp and those who possess the experience would see that they were crafted for his measures and abilities.

This man stands and speaks with confidence and readiness, and is not afraid to speak his mind. Perhaps if you're to be taking a quick look at him, he would seem slightly intimidating and unsociable, but if you're to take a step forward and address him, that thought would quickly disappear and be replaced by the complete opposite thought as this man is rather friendly and thoughtful.

Sometimes he could be found with a deep, considering frown on his face that could be a result of many things he has gone through in his life, or simply a plain moment of obliviousity. But most of the time a simple and inviting smile would be seen on his face.