Race: Gondorian, though he has lived in Bree for a healthy portion of his life.

Build: Tall though skinny with well toned muscles from years of labor and training

Eyes: A very light blue

Hair: Medium length dark brown hair

Tattoos, Piercings, Marks, Scars: Three brands on the back of his left shoulder, his back is crisscrossed with old whip marks, he has cut marks on his chest and sides, four long scars run over his empty left eye socket which is covered nearly at all times with a white bandage.

Appearance: Garton has a tired and worn look about him in recent days and is often found in some tavern in Bree-Land nursing a mug of ale. He has claimed to be the tallest Gondorian but in truth only stands a few inches taller then most men of his homeland. He is hardly ever seen in his crimson robes now but instead often wears more comfortable clothing generally of earthen tones.

Education: He has the education of a poor man, none. But in recent years he has learned to read, write, and a few other things

Languages known: Westron, Haradrim, a basic knowledge of the elven language, and last but not least the dwarven sign-language

Weapons: He nearly always carries six throwing knives looped through his belt along with a short-sword, a long heavy bladed dagger, a bolas, and sometimes a crossbow or spear. In recent days however he tends to carry much less weaponry around claiming "It's just so heavy."

Political stance: None.