Standing at 5'10" with a wiry build of 150 lbs. Khazim looks every inch the nomad from The Sighing Desert. His skin is a dark olive tone and he wears his black hair long and tied in multiple small braids. Beneath his fur-trimmed iron cap his dark eyes twinkle with mischief above his aquiline nose. A neatly-cropped moustache blends into a goatee which comes to a point, framing a mouth often wearing a wry smile. His desert bow is well-worn but of remarkably fine make and he never lets it stray far from him. A medium-length spear with a wide cross-bar is also with him, strapped to his back when not in use.

Khazim has travelled far from his desert home in search of his fortune, honing his skills along the way. He has seen much in his travels and has become the consummate hunter. His fortunes have fallen in recent times however. Chased by a pack of wolves he lost his prized stallion to them and just narrowly escaped himself. Down to a handful of coins he received a strange letter just days ago promising him a reversal of fortune. Not knowing who it came from but not caring if responding to the summons could reverse the situation he is in he makes his way to Old Hrolmar to find out who seeks his service and how they found him...