Edmond Warrick is a handsome youth who stands just shy of six feet tall. His curly brown hair is cut short and his face cleanly shaven. He has kind brown eyes and an easy smile.

When found around the village of Brookhaven he is most commonly seen wearing well-made clothing consisting of a burgundy tunic, a forest green cloak, and sturdy brown breeches that stretch to his knees. A burgundy cap of the latest fashion often adorns his head. His cloak is pinned at his left breast with a stout bronze disk brooch depicting a stag rampant. This is the sigil of the House of Warrick.

On rare occasions he is seen practicing his blade-work at his parent's manor house. Then he is dressed is stout leather armor that has been formed to resemble the plate armor of a knight. His sword is a sturdy castle-forged blade that bears the family crest. A matching dagger hangs from his left hip.

Evenings usually see him visiting the village tavern. Here he enjoys reciting poems and epic tales of heroes and saints from bygone eras. He's even been known to play his lute to entertain those who ask nicely.

Those who watch him closely may notice that he often absently touches or rubs the crystal-encrusted golden signet ring he wears upon his right ring-finger. It is as if he does so to remind himself of something important. His smile sometimes falters when he does this, but he quickly returns it to its customary glory and attempt to lighten the mood with a joke or pleasant phrase.