Behold unto you a man who doesn't really seem there at all. Not in the sneaky way, just that his eyes hold the cold distance of someone not all there. Staring into those two differently colored and patterned orbs is much like staring into two differently colored stones. Is anything going on up there? Who knows?

Raven black hair so raven like it probably looks slightly blue. Raven like, right? Yes, quite like that. Light skinned and spattered with the scars of a life well lived, except for one long, deep scar starting just below his right, green eye. 

He's tall as any fellow at just over six feet, with a decently healthy and strong build. Gotta be decently strong to pull that bowstring afterall.

This fellow has probably been in the background of your story in Bree more than once. Or twice! Maybe even as many as three (or more) times. He's been there, surely. Yet, he's not a great conversationalist. By that it is that he doesn't really initiate conversation.