Before you stands a man of average height and average build.  In fact, there's nothing particularly descriptive of him.  Maybe attractive at some angles.  Average brown hair.  Average green eyes.  Entirely unremarkable outside of a set of stunningly straight white teeth.  Yeah.  He has that.

At six feet tall, his build is about as muscular as that guy you knew in college who said he worked out a lot but really ony hit the gym twice per week.  Three on a good week.  But he has a nice smile and he's a patient kind of guy.  Most days.

His voice is deep. His laugh comes easy.  He has line-dimples when he smiles and he's got a fairly squared jaw where the musculature shows when he clenches his teeth.


His clothing is plain for the most part.  Sturdy boots, pants usually made of some kind of canvas fabric, and leathers worn over his shirt sometimes, you know, when the mood hits.