As tall as your everyday orc (6'), Leonarc is an athletically built (214 lbs.) warrior with a face that could almost appear human if not for the prominent teeth and gray skin. Sprouting wildly blonde hair and a pair of violet eyes, he is unique among his orcish brethren, though not quite as ugly. Furthermore, with a well-designed mithral breastplate with Duskblade markings and an array of intimidating weapons he might almost look heroic. His expression is often focused and calm and the only unsightly feature is a terrible scar in-between his neck and shoulder. When not in armor, he wears a black sleeveless vest, gray trousers, and black leather traveling boots.

Strangely having a knack for learning as a child, Leonarc grew into a rare man of mature intelligence, despite the orcish blood that runs through his veins. At one time bitter, he took it upon himself to become a better man no matter what the world thought of him, and thus transformed into what humans define as responsible adulthood. He works hard, studies much, and is usually polite, often adding a dry sense of humor to the conversation. Leonarc also becomes passive aggressive when challenged by those who see his attempt at civility and intelligence as pretentious. The only thing orcish about him though is his hatred for orcs and their culture. He would not think twice about killing an orc who struck first; not as an act of superiority, but of shame.

To maintain his self-control Leonarc trained as a Duskblade in hopes of becoming something that neither humans nor orcs could ignore. So he is diligent in his will to rise above his flaws and take his place in the world.