His hair is blond, his eyes are light brown...

His height is 5'10", his weight looks to be about 160 or so pounds...

His face suggests that he is in his mid-twenties, and, despite the 3' scar that runs down the left side of his face and a nose that has been broken at least once, he is not unattractive, and his voice deep and mellow...

His attitude and manner combined with the rich jewelry and fine clothes he usually wears would suggest that he is of the Mercator even if that great family's symbol wasn't engraved into one of the rings on his fingers. Nevertheless, the glint of gilded mail that peaks out beneath the robe and crimson silk scarf he wears wrapped tightly around his throat and the manner in which his right hand is well-worn implying that he knows how to use the long, hook-pommeled blade sheathed in pebbled brown calfskin at his side suggests that he is something more than a merchant princeling...

Though, maybe it doesn't...