A gent looking like an unnaturally tall and muscular human, it was safe to assume his race as a half-giant. His expression is deadpan most of the time.

Anyone that saw him making use of his physical strenght could have noticed that it was far too grand even for a full blooded giant.

On his back he carries a huge, baseball bat shaped club with a couple of runes carved into its midsection, its handle usually sticking out of a leather bag loosely.

His face was covered in grafts, his nose secured by an adhesive bandage, most likely broken.

The lower section of his torso was completely covered in bandages, indicating a severe wound, or an array of them.

His right arm was kept in a sling, and entirely covered in plaster and bandages, from the shoulder all the way to the wrist. Only he and a couple of people knew how terribly mangled this limb got not long ago.

At rare times, his left leg might suffer from a singular, gentle hobble.