Connor, despite appearing to be no older then somewhere in his mid 20's has a few noticable gray streaks in his hair.  He's rarely seen without a smile, always having a friendly if not somewhat guarded disposition around strangers.  More often then not he won't be one to talk about his own past, at best making a few vague references here and there.  He does seem to have a fair amount of experience though and has a habit for reading people.

More often then not he'll be dressed in casual clothing, though when going out for battle he'll don a suit of armor with a blade strapped to his hip.  While not being one to seek out violence he isn't afraid to use it as a solution to problems.

Connor is of average height for a human, standing just a little over six feet.  His long hair is usually tied back into a ponytail bound by a small platinum clasp.  He has a few scars scattered over his body, most of them looking to be quite old.  Aside from that the best word to sum him up would be average, especially in a land filled with such exotic creatures.