There is small, there is tiny, and then there are hobbits. Isumbras is definitely no outlier for his race, standing at a not-so-lofty two feet and eight inches, and while still somewhat stout in build, years of travel had led to a partial leanness to his frame as well.

Wild red hair pours off his head in a near rat's nest of curls that defy gravity, extending nearly two inches from his scalp, despite the receding hairline that pushes about an inch up his scalp. A thin, whispy beard curls off his chin as well, with no covering to his lip to be seen, that stands out at a shade darker than the rest of his hair, as if somehow that bit has avoided some level of sun-bleaching.

His look is discheved at best. Travel cloaks with a leather jerkin that he has never really tried to make look fashionable, a short bow and quiver slung to his back, a dagegr at his side, and of all things, a book hanging off his belt.


Character dissapeared while out Scouting in the Spring of the TA 2945