Erynorn Celebrenion’s piercing grey eyes are as keen as an Elf. His dark brown hair falls straight with the strands often kept from his face. His face is young but shows slight signs of his grim outlook. The frown lines above his eyes just slightly noticeable. Erynorn reaches approximately 6 feet and five inches, being slender but still extremely fit and battleborn. He still feels much compassion for those who are innocent and kind, but his hatred for the enemy is rooted deep within his heart.

Erynorn is usually wearing a chainmail shirt with leather armor over it and elven belts holding it together. His boots are of brown worn leather that come to his knee and he carries a sword within an elven sheath, carved with Elf runes. His dagger sits in a black leather sheath on his right side, Elf runes are also etched into the leather. His whole attire is worn and washed with sweat, the elements of his travels, and the wilderness he travels in. His grey cloak is worn and weathered from the daily use from his travels. The bow he uses was passed down from his father after he died in battle.

His hands are typically dark from dirt and grime, orc blood occasionally will stain his hands from battle. He wears a silver ring with a sapphire stone on his left hand. Many would say that his scent is that of stale Pipe-weed and the scent of the wild. His body is slender, yet fit and agile for the demands of the war and travel