Rarely seen by any not of his own people, Aicanwe appears as a tall, straight, lithe but strong figure. Away from home he is usually garbed in black, and possibly silver. No rough or worn clothing either, but tunic, cloak and armour made of fine materials. If his face is seen beneath an oft raised hood, it it notable for its fine features, and fairness, His hair is midnight black, seemingly long and thick. His deep and piercing eyes are dark grey, beneath straight brows. For those who know such things, he may appear as a Noldo, but he is not. He is older than any naming themselves as Noldo. 

Aicanwe travels silently when on foot, at one with any woodland or forest. He carries a bow and a sword. The bow is the most used. 

He cuts a grim figure, as his epesse (Fell or terrible Commander) suggests. But has been occasionally known to laugh with good will. He speaks what seems a very ancient form of Quenya, Nandorin, and a less ancient form of Sindarin. He seems uninterested in speaking Westron. 

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