A rather scary looking man. His bald head and face is covered with tattoos and scars, both from fights and, by looks of it, ritual. He misses several teeth, and the ones he has are brown. His eyes are black and yet somehow smoldering, like two bits of coal.

He is difficult to place. He has features much like Bree-landers; not very tall, but stocky. The stubble on his head, when it can be seen before it's shaved once more, is either dark brown or black. His attire is very rugged. His red, washed out cloak barely more than a tattered rag, his simple sturdy garments little better. He has several pouches and satchels strapped to his broad belt, as well as a small box, looking like a tiny chest. The most notable feature would however be the two curiously preserved heads tied to his belt by their hair. They look to be the size of children's heads; but no child of Men ever could be so ugly, even after decay. No. These seem to be goblin-kind. Their lips are stitched shut, as are their eyes. A rather gruesome display.

Other than this, the only other thing worth noting about his appearance is the large, brutal club he carries with him. The head reinforced with crude, evil looking spikes of dark iron.

All in all, not the friendliest looking fellow.