Standing 5'8" and slender in build, Amilcar does not present an imposing figure, but his small stature doesn't dull his sharp wit, nor his warm smile, nor the glow of his smooth, golden skin.

At 21 years of age, he is gangly and awkward, yet not unpleasant on the eye. He has subtle noble tendencies- the beautiful necklace, the highborn tongue- but sports the obvious trappings of his occupation: a small wooden carrying case containing writing implements, papyrus, and a few small books and scrolls.

On Amilcar's face, on his left side, there is a scar that runs along his jaw line.  The healing work looks substantial and the scar is faint, but still notable.

Amilcar wears a Kopis, and a dagger at his waist- but only as a precaution and a deterrent.  They are rarely drawn, other than training.  It is much more common to catch him with a writing implement in hand- probably charcoal- jotting notes in the small tome that seems eternally in his palm.

Amilcar prefers to be unencumbered, and can begin to look like he is swimming in his armor if there is too much of it.  His lack of physical strength makes the amount he can comfortably shoulder, less than most.  He will usually wear a scarf, to cover up his family heirloom necklace- as well as his scar.  The young Lunar will generally try not to attract too much attention- until its time to turn it on the charm- and then he can, with a little magic, make an impression.

Raised in a family of healers known more for avoiding conflict, Amilcar has chosen Libraries and Lhankor Mhy as the holder's of his truth.  He is trying to embrace the field work necessary to recover- as well as create- the treasures and knowledge that fill Glorantha.

Amilcar looks something like this:



Or, if pressed into battle, like this: