Between two and three decades
A tall man with shoulder length, vivid ginger hair. Hs eyes are a pale but evident gray, his stature is well built, and his skin is milky with some scaring. He stands probably a half a foot above six feet, and looks strong but lean. He's not particularly handsome, but he does look rather average when it comes to facial features.
He can be seen either wearing a chain hauberk and leather gloves and boots, or casual attire, either in dull or muted colors, black, or rarely a rather blindingly bright vermilion. When in armor, he carries a long sword at his side, and when in casual attire he mostly only carries a curved dirk. He almost never isn't coated in a long gray cloak. His appearance is well kept, with trimmed nails, and a mostly maintained stubble across his jawline, lower cheeks, upper lip and chin. He smells clean, and seems to obsessively wipe his boots before entering a building.
Georta (Mother, Deceased), Makub (Father, Deceased)
"I imagine some day when my hair goes white and I am of no use to the world, all that will remain is the fond memories of a series of coincidences. Nothing can replace that."-----"Did...you just call me a melon?"
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