The rough, abrasive man stood 6'4 into the air and generally does not bear the weight of armor or luxury of decorative clothing. His hairy, muscular arms generally carried his preffered weapon, a heavy Crossbow with a thick string and a powerful drawback. His form is very well built, though hygeine does not appear to be the highest priority. His muscles are focused on his arms and torso while his legs are keen and average, but despite this form he actually despises melee combat. He prefers the art of stealth and assassination, and he kept himself fit so that he may go out for weeks at a time and survive on his own. His history is shrouded in mystery, and known to no living soul. The only soul that could be considered a "friend" would be his cousin, Luke Algard, who he recently reconnected with. Whatever his purpose may be, the dark man is here to make money and stay uninvolved.