A great dark-haired giant of a man, by all first appearances a brutish savage from the north. He was garbed in rather little, a few well-worn and assorted pieces of armor almost more prominent than any clothes he wore. And yet, he was not quick to anger as the stories might have one think. There was a calm rationale about him, a judicious take on the world, even an interest in the civilization he had come to partake in. Black and indigo tattoos were inked into his skin, something tribal and probably meaningful to his people, but to the average onlooker a simpler sort of artistic. They paired well with the scars that took his muscled frame as canvas, his face boasting a pair half-hidden by salt-and-pepper beard. He was perhaps handsome, in his own way, his features aged but not soft, symmetrical, resolute and square.
He seemed to shirk too much attire, settling with a cloak and a loincloth. This left his dark-haired chest bare, his powerful legs equally on display.
To sinfar, perhaps, what the noble savage's loincloth hid might be the most interesting of all.

//OOC: Plenty happy with rp, long and short term alike with this guy.
Also happy to have him be the bump in the night, the stalker in the dark alleys, or whatever it is you'd enjoy playing out. Don't be shy to ask ooc, or hint IC.