A mixture of blonde and brown hair sat upon his head, hanging down to his shoulders with a few braids decorating it, kept together with small iron beads at the base. His beard, of the same colour, is kept trimmed and when his lips part to sing or smile, his white teeth are shown from within.

The fairly handsome man stands at the height of just over six foot, with an athletic build but with muscles still clear on him from his young life of travelling and sleeping in the rough. Though he is a bard, which is shown by the lute slung over his shoulder, he still carries a sheathed sword at his belt for this tanned skin man is a wandering bard.

His accent is hard to tell, though by the sounds of it from the North, he was truly born in Eburwod in the Mirkwood. His father was a lumberjack, and his mother a healer. He has many brothers and sisters, one of them being the mighty Agmundr Fellson. His attire does not help in give away his heritage either, as he wears leathers and furs that keep him warm and protected however this does change from time to time. On him, there are many tokens from other lands, ranging from a bracer from the Horse-lords to a pendant of a white-tree that hung around his neck.

His voice, deep and alluring, is usually confident as he sings and recites poems.