"You taught me language, and my profit on't is, I know how to curse."

He seems ridiculously average. Average height, average build, a plain face, and olive skin that could be mistaken for any number of ethnicities. His brown, shoulder-length hair is unkempt, but it isn't more or less messy than any other vagrant's. The only thing that stood out, really, were his wild eyes. They were bright, and they saw things. It was hard to describe them any other way. Those bright eyes of his saw things.