Daerent Valestis is a strongly built man in his mid to late twenties, with blonde hair that perpetually looks like he's just run his hands through it in frustration. His handsome, aristocratic features are softened by the faint shadows of exhaustion under his  blue eyes.

Dressed in fine, if slightly rumpled, clothing befitting his wealthy heritage, Daerent exudes an air of casual neglect- his cuffs are often dusted with alchemical powders, and the faint scent of ozone and burnt herbs clings to him.