Beneath a shock of brutally boring brown hair sat a face that looked younger than it had any right to be, somewhere in the early twenties if one guessed off of appearence alone. Fortunately, it had a weather beaten quality to it that betrayed a lack of soft living, or even indoor living at that.

Green eyes peer out dully from underneath what was usually a hood, especially with the lack of Templars after recent events. It gave him a disinterested look, even when he was staring deliberately at someone, as if at any moment he might be about to just give up and go back to sleep.