He's a mid-built man, standing at 5'9.
His shoulder length hair is a chocolate brown. His eyes; soft and kind, are also a dark shade of brown.
His clothing can vary from day-to-day, except for a pin with the letters SR that he always keeps pinned on his belt, and his ABV champions pin; which he also wears proudly, pinned on the left shoulder of his robes. Along with his bond ring, which he never takes off. It is all lightly stained many different colors; a result of the recent Paint War of summerfaire
He almost never dresses to stand out, being relatively quiet and to himself, unless he's around friends.
Though you'll rarely see it, there is an old brand burned into his lower back marked 'TL'.
He has a stuffed Crow, which he's named "Speck".
He can often be found staring off into space, always lost in his thoughts. But those who do take the time to talk to him often find he has quite a lot to say.
There is a scar along his neck, from a recent dispute in his homeland.
And on his belt, there is a very thin satchel, only big enough for a piece of paper, in which he holds a poem from his bond mate.