Hojo is a tall, well-built warrior in his early forties. His brown hair has grown slightly, his thick beard neatly trimmed, and is now mostly gray - much to his annoyance. Having seen a number of battles, his brown eyes have aged beyond his obvious years.
He is once again, prepared for battle. His armour and equipment expertly maintained and offering no obvious signs of battle-wear, except to to a keen eye. Every item has a place of necessity.
On his left side, is a sword of the warrior. The strapping on the handle has clearly been broken in, and the scabbard has been recently been cleaned and the metal polished.
On his right, a boarding axe which is different in design to the ones available from the northern merchants. A small weathered half-filled bag settles on his back, filled with only what is required for the turns ahead: tea, water, medical supplies, a whetstone, a day or two of food, a journal and writing implements. There are two loops on the bag, one holds a torch and the other is empty.
When in combat he favours a heavily battle-worn Cory Imprinted Shield, which usually rests on his back over his pack. It has recently undergone some restoration work but there is still a faint mark... it looks like it was possibly inflicted by claws or a bite.
He moves with purpose, each action measured through cycles of repetition, and he is known to talk in a direct manner.