A dark haired, fair faced, grey eyed Noldo, his youth and general inexperience do not lessen the keenness of his expression. Barahirn is willing to learn and willing to help his people, particularly his new companions at Numenstaya. His silk smooth hair is usually drawn back from his eyes in a large leather clip, though sometimes a strand or two escape. He tends to flush red of cheek if embarrassed or (rarely) angered, but otherwise his skin is pale and flawless. He tends to dress in tunics suitable for his work. Nothing fancy, for he also tends to under rate himself among those he considers to be of noble or ancient blood. He speaks Sindarin, knows a very little Quenya, and a little Westron. So far he has only needed Sindarin, and Falathrin.