Starrydale stands just under 6 feet tall.  He is lean but well built.
His ears and shape clearly singles him out as an elf but with some form of rare background.  His hair is long and a deep red.  His eyes are gray with a hint of gold.  His skin is fair, even after hours of direct sunlight.
The expression of his face is usually very serious and he moves with very deliberate purpose.  Always careful not to upset others.
His voice is calm but strong.  It tone is like being told off by your grandmother for your own good.
If he does smile it is soft, kind but with hint of sarcastic humor.

He is dress in gold and black coloured clothes.  The symbol of The Healer from many different cultures are woven into it's fabric.  His belt has a few pouches on it.  The faint smell of pleasant herbs from them.
He has a backpack on his back which seems to store load of useful things.

When asked about his name which does not match his appearance at all a big rare sarcastic grin appears.
Oh that.  he will say.  Well it is a human name given to me by an empire's clerk when I was being registered for my job.  He could not pronounce my true name so thought he was being very clever and come up with his own.  The only problem for him was that he was looking at the wrong elf at the time.  I thought it would be rube to correct him.  So I kept it.