Silmordo is a little above average in height for a drow, a little stockier than most but the vast majority of people who see him are more taken with his eyes and his tattoo's than anything else. Styilized silver tattoo's make him look a little like a demon took hold of him and used him as some kind of magical scroll, twirling and winding around his eyes, through his eyes that are the same molten silver as the tattoo's themselves. They wind down each check, along his neck and rumor has it cover most of his shoulders, upper arm and the center of both chest and back, looking almost legible they seem to be done in some kind of mix of flowing drow script and jagged abyssal but don't form any actual words. They are obviously magical and light up when seen under the effects of detect magic.

They curl their way around a whipcord muscled frame that is crisscrossed with gray scars marking his otherwise ebony black skin, most of the time his well made leather armour with the symbol of his house covers the vast majority and the mask that holds his sundark goggles in place obscure the rest while marking him as an open worshiper of Vhaeraaun. A ranked scout amongst the house troops his studded leather armour is extremely well made as is the assortment of weapons he carry's with him. A large curved courtblade is strapped to his back, it's elegant curve marking it as elven almost as much as the spikes, hooks and blades on the handle, pommel and back of the blade mark it as of drow make. On his back, strapped along the strange sash he wears is a pair of kukri, eight throwing spikes cross his chest on a bandolier and a very well made light repeating crossbow is the most likely weapon in his hands when he is simply marching.

All these are decorated well but in dark metals of varying costs so as not to give him away in the unforgiving depths of the underdark. He moves swiftly, silently and far too gracefully for any human should they be unfortunate enough to cross his path but has a number of nervous ticks brought on by a violent upbringing in the barracks of the common drow...even if he is on the verge of becoming more than that.