Hrafe towers over many of the boys his age though his frame is light and lanky.  Perhaps there is a wiry strength concealed beneath his clothing. However, one looking too long may catch his hazel eyes, which seem to sparkle with flecks of gold when lit by sun or fire light.  His features would be found fairly angular and exotic for a man of Bree with pale olive skin perhaps betraying his mixed heritage to the discerning eye.