(as given in-game)

 

An older man that carries himself with an air of experience, where he might claim he is in the prime of his life, others might suggest he has passed it. The vibrant, golden color of his tousled mane has begun to lessen in time giving it a dirtier and glory faded appearance. Thick brows sit above pale, green-grey eyes and a thick stubbled beard lines his jaw which is kept trimmed and well attended to, a wood ash color creeping between the darker hairs.
A tall and burly man with a broad chest and thick arms, calloused and scarred hands forged through a lifetime of hard, manual labor. He speaks with a thick, husky voice that can often compliment the sea-shanties that he likes to sing to himself or others; considering himself a decent vocalist.
 

He carries with him a long knife, and at times an old rapier can be found sitting on his hip, hanging from a black-leathered rapier frog. The meter long blade is slender, double-edged and with a fine point. However, the most impressive design is the elaborated strips of metal that sweep back and curl around the grip to form the guard.
The man rarely carries the sword with him when out in public, although the knife is always kept on his person.