From first glance (or all glances in general) in the town of Bree, Liderion would appear to be a broken piece to a puzzle; he simply does not fit in. From his skin color, which is slightly darker than that of caramel, to the clothes upon his back, he appears and promotes a foreign level of being. His facial features such as the long, pointed eyebrows hovering above his eyes, the twisted, three-prong design of his beard, and the ponytail bound on the back of his head in a traditional manner also prove to be concrete indicators in his presence being from either the East or South.

    At a closer inspection, his eyes appear to be just a shade shy of a pine trees needles; slightly brighter and less dull. The lines upon his forehead dictate large amounts of negative facial expressions, the curvature of his lips at the corners just ever-so-slightly points downwards, and the thickness of his lip and apparent definition of muscle in his jaws also supports a generous amount of scowling and frowning. However, the flesh upon his face and the rest of his body is youthful and clear of blemishes and tainted complexion, save for the occasional darkening of the bags under his eyes from various different things.

    While standing upright, Liderion's frame reaches a decent height of six-foot two; no more, no less, while his weight raises and drops around one-hundred and ninety pounds. Overall, his physique is composed of lean muscle and little traces of body fat. Fair inspection would dictate that while he is not 'beefy' in the lines of muscle-mass and fat-mass, his agility, cunning and finesse in the ways of swordsmanship and acrobatics well makes up for what he lacks in brute strength.