To behold you would see a man just a little past his prime, standing tall at six foot five inches with a broad, muscular physique; well-earned from his many years as a soldier of Dale. It is clear, however, that in these many years the man has suffered much hardship and toil, which is even more evident on the account of the many blemishes and injuries done to his person. The first and most prominent of these would be his right eye, completely white in colour due to a wound sustained from an orcish blade. As such, there is a large, deep scar running from his right brow to his cheek, as a reminder of that fateful day. Other scars accompany this, such as the one upon his chin just shy of his lower lip. Signs of age are visable about his face, with chiselled and sharp features giving him a rather striking demeanour. His remaining eye is a shade of blue and his hair, once black in colour, has now faded into a dark grey.

Although bearing many distinguishing features, he is by no means intimidating in a threatening sense. Imposing due to his size and stature, perhaps. But not someone to be feared among the populous. He is usually seen wearing a set of bronze plate armour with matching chainmail beneath for added protection. Draped over this would be a brown tabard, displaying the symbol of his homeland of Dale. The armour and tabard in question has many dents and tears, a sign that it, like its owner, has seen much action over time.

In terms of weaponry, he carries several items of interest. The first would be a large steel sword upon his belt, designed for one-handed combat with a blade little more than an arm’s length. With it, he carries a large shield, also forged of steel with bronze decoration crafted into the frame. Upon his back he would carry three wooden javelins wrapped within a leather casing, easily reachable at a moment’s notice. When in public places he would relieve himself of these items, as to not cause a stir in taverns and other such establishments. Should there be any trouble, he is skilled also in hand-to-hand combat and would resort to his fists over his weapons.

When speaking, he has quite a rough and gravelly tone of voice. Some may consider him to be blunt and often rude, as he tends to speak his mind without careful thought or consideration. Nevertheless, he is sophisticated in his words and displays an apt vocabulary usually found in a learned man. He would only speak in his native tongue of Westron, for he knows no other language other than his own.

Overall, your first impression of the man might be one of mild curiosity. You may question whether he is someone capable of polite conversation or merriment, or someone to be avoided. He is difficult to read and seldom seen engaging in general mirth, which may dissuade people from approaching him. However, one might be surprised by the result should you choose to do so on a whim.

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