"As I live, there is no evil that will stand."

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Arno is a young man despite his aged looks. The black hair and beard makes it hard to pinpoint his age, but a safe bet wound be between twenty and thirty somewhere. He keeps a rugged apperance both of hair and apperance, seemingly caring little for how he appears outwards. Donned in armour and tabards, he has a knightly look about him, with the emblazoned iconography of the right-handed Torm upon his tabard. Though often, a thick furred cloak is drawn about his shoulders and bundled about his neck, fur-lined hood whenever he is especially cold up here past the Spine of the World.

He wields an overt set of weapons, where one larger blade is carried in a baldric on his back, and a longsword often carried by hand, and seldomly laid to rest in his belt. He also suppliments this with a dagger, within easy reach and pull.

Thick gauntlets of leather and tall boots complete his look. Gotta keep warm and safe.