Iskander is the scion of an aristocratic family hailing from Borissa. Hard times threaten the small family and their fortunes and position are at risk, so as a gamble Iskander has left his two sisters at their old mansion to come to Thyrta to seek a new start and a resurgence of the family in society.

He is in his late 20s, of average height and a bit pudgy from his less than clean living, physical exertion is clearly not something he is overly fond of. Unless, rumours have it, it is in the company of amenable women.

As a man of station he dresses well and takes care of his looks but is otherwise not overly concerned about his physical apperance. His hair is black and curly, generally cropped fairly close, his nose aquiline and lips thin. He is not unattractive, nor is he someone young women tend to swoon over.

His fingers are from time to time stained with ink from long hours at correspondance or work, and his brown eyes tend to squint a little when gazing on distant objects.