An engaging smile and inquisitive green eyes are what immediately stand out about Imre.  Thin and of middling height and dressed in tidy, well-mended clothes, the half-elf's dark hair and pale complexion add to his pleasing appearance.

If caught on the road you will find him clad in stout leathers, a sword and knife strapped about his waist and often a bow slung over his shoulder.  Sometimes he wears a hat tilted at a rakish angle, or perhaps a sturdy travelling cloak to ward off the weather.  But no matter the season or his state of garb one always finds him with his lute, if not in hand then in its travel case over a shoulder.  Music is ever-present when Imre is about.