Of above average height and broad of shoulder, Jerec looks every bit a middle aged wanderer of lonely roads and beaten trails. His drab robes are worn and covered in dust, though well groomed and combed his beard is flecked with grey, and his face is slightly weather-beaten.

He carries a walking staff nearly as tall as him, while a traveling bag is strapped snugly to his side. A closer inspection reveals that the staff is too well crafted to be a simple travelers staff, while Jerec's eyes both shine with a piercing intelligence and yet are shrouded with secrets, a most curious conflict for a mere traveler.

When Jerec speaks his voice has a deep and rich timber, and his words convey wisdom and counsel all listening would do well to heed.