Astride his grullo horse, this lean man carries the wilderness with him as he rides through hinterland, through forests, to mountain top and back, helping those he can and learning what he can.
His towering frame is topped by a shaggy mane of raven black hair, hanging loose to his shoulders and barely tamed by a few small braids adorned with a small collection of beads. Dark expressive brown eyes and a neatly trimmed beard frame a tanned face etched by both joys and sorrows. Intelligence shines deep in those eyes, and is echoed clearly in his warm, baritone voice, each word carefully chosen and clearly the product of an orderly mind. His surprisingly unadorned hands, save for a crudly made sliver ring on his left thumb, dance along gracefully with his rich, deep tones.
His slim frame is garbed in well-worn clothing; practical to a life on the road that hints at a rich tapestry to a life well lived, accentuated by a seemingly eclectic collection of amulets, bracelets, and beads hanging from knotted thongs, mirroring those seen in his hair. Subtle notes of tea and exotic herbs blend with the smell of his leathers, almost overwhelmed by the scent of his horses, Ember and Smoke.

The staff he carries tells as many tales as his collection of accolades. As tall as a regular man, the ironwood stave is unremarkable save for its accouterments. Intricate carvings of birds fly up the length of the staff towards the neat wrappings of vibrantly dyed threads wound around the black wood. Short chains of crystal beads decorated with iridescent raven's feathers complete the ritual adornments.

[Appearance 2]