Height: 5'11" ish
Eyes: An odd amber/yellow
Hair: Black, but with hints of grey

His age is uncertain, the hints to it contradicting each other. His hair, a rich black, is touched with the greying of years (or a trying youth). His eyes aren't a young man's, all too placid and jaded and laden with weariness. Yet, his face is rather smooth, save for a singular pale scar line around the bridge of his nose and cheek. His cheekbones are strong, high, almost aristocratic. His brows are dark, comfortable in a variety of sloping frowns for near every occasion. Anaris doesn't seem to mind the growth of hair around his cheeks and chin too often, allowing for a sight of stubble or more to settle on his features.

He doesn't bulge with muscle, his size isn't daunting or even worth a second glance. He moves, though, with an easy manner free of any deliberation or thought. He doesn't carry arms, doesn't wear armor, and yet there hardly seems to be a time that his confidence isn't up to par.

//OOC: The usuals. No dicks, of one variety or the other. Tell friendly, rp friendlier!
//If the portrait isn't much to go by, I have supplementary reference material.