The shadows stir for but a moment and a figure standing roughly six feet tall escapes from within their depths. A figure with an average build though sporting a worn yet well maintained uniform of a dark gray and blue tint, colors that make it well suited for blending into the shadows. A cowl juts forth from his cloak far enough to shade the eyes from the sun a matching cloth wrap obscuring the man’s features leaving nothing but bright green eyes to stare out with an unmistakable acuity. When the man moves, it’s with a deftness and grace that exemplifies the finesse in which he picks his way across the landscape.

He appears to be a man not to take lightly, but rather one to keep on your side should things take a turn for the worse, which in life, can always happen at the most inopportune of times. For those that interact with him, they find him a rather private sort, a man of very few words, as in singular…his concept of social graces…are lacking at best.