Mayir Al-Jeget is a twisted reflection of the elves to which he bears kinship. Well over 6 feet tall and painfully thin, his limbs seem slightly too long for his body, even his fingers seem to possess extra joints and narrow down to sharp talons that peek out of his ends of his omnipresent leather gloves. As a silhouette he inspires a sense of wrongness that many find unnerving. In the light he's somewhat less intimidating, more sickly-looking than anything. Instead of the luminescent white skin of the Silver Folk, he's as pale as a cave fish, with black veins visible beneath the surface of his skin. His dark hair and eyes--likely a gift from his human parent--only draws more attention to just how unnaturally pale he is.

Mayir is always swathed in leather and cloth from the neck down, leaving no skin bare save for his head and the tips of the talons imperfectly concealed in his gloves. His ties to one of the Great Houses is obvious; his clothing, although plain, is of quality. He wears leather armor of the finest quality, and the long, straight-bladed sword he wears at his hip could feed a common man for a year if sold. A heavy Al-Jeget broach is used as a cloak clasp, and his Lawseeker badge is pinned to his belt where it can be easily seen, but also easily concealed when discretion is important.