Chance is an exceptionally handsome man in his mid to late 20s. He stands just under 6 feet tall, and generally wears a friendly smile that carries into his enchanting green eyes that offset the otherwise ruggedness of his features. He has the constant look of someone who ran out of time to shave for the last couple of days, and wears his dark hair short but somewhat unkept.

He dresses in simple clothing that, while not likely to have him mistaken as homeless, would not be out of place on a city bus or the unemployment line. The original color of his well-worn hiking shoes is indiscernible, replaced by a general dusty color, and he generally wears jeans that have clearly been faded from wear, not from a factory. His tops are equally utilitarian; simple t-shirts, hoodies, and the like, usually covered by a heavily broken in brown leather jacket. A well-traveled backpack, slung over his left shoulder, generally completes his ensemble.