Something a little over six feet in height and midwinter-snow white from the tip of his ears to the last flick of his tail save only for the blackness of his nose and the glacial blue of his eyes, Ingolfr Silverstring is an athletic and well-carried arctic wolf who bears his Totem heritage with unquestionable nobility and grace even for a proud northlander. His pelt is well cared for, brushed-out to flow silkily over his long-limbed form whilst his fangs gleam white and even in the fashion of someone who's never had to risk uncertain dentistry in his life.

 Over his left shoulder rides the hilt of a long-bladed northlander greatsword whilst over the right rides the ornate and exquisitely worked neck and scrollwork of a well cared-for hardingfele and although generally dressed in tough travellers clothing the tall wolf bears both the gold neck-torc and circlet of a man of considerable status and a voluminous white-fur cloak, both combining to suggest a minor lordling or perhaps even a Jarl.