5'10" and solidly built, Meir has the sun-kissed look of someone who spends the majority of their time being very active outdoors. His eyes stare into the distance, recent horrors haunting his thoughts.
He is dressed in colours which blend into the Aquitaine landscape, his knees, elbows and hands protected by some sort of locally tanned leather. Heavy, reinforced boots cover his feet and a construction workers helmet covers sun bleached hair.
Far from sociable at the best of times, the presence of Labrysians clearly angers him although he holds his hostility in check for the most part.
Currently he is unarmed besides his long knife although previously he has been seen with a storm rifle cradled comfortably in his arms, a sure sign he knows how to use it.