A quiet man, Tom Redfern still carries himself with a hesitant awkwardness, as if some part of him did not want to forget the boy who swept the floor of the "Mad Badger" and sighed after the glover's daughter.  It is no boy who peers from his deep green eyes, though, and with the poacher's skill he has learned to move  through wood and marsh with silent grace, the better to avoid detection by man or beast. His brown hair falls to his shoulders and his raiment is worn and stained with woodland and fen. He wears no beard and carries a bow slung over one shoulder and a woodsman's axe hung at his belt. Distrustful of horses, he travels mainly on foot, which he has found to be more safe and silent, making for better observation of the world around him.