Possessed of dry wit and a penchant for oft times crudely charming commentary at times, and a languid grace. Elias bore all the hallmarks of a predatory creature who'd just as easily hunt for the thrill of sport, if not for the meat.

A vigorous lifestyle not bereft of its fair share of conflict and strife produced a frame not unlike others of the adventuring sort. Sturdily built but a far cry from overly intimidating, physically, wiry musculature lay beneath flesh, his legs far more pronounced in their strength than the rest of him though this was hardly to say that the remainder of his body was found lacking, as he remained capable all throughout.

His garb was strictly utilitarian; foregoing any unnecessary components or accoutrements ill-befitting his lifestyle, and eliminating the risk of having anything that might've otherwise slowed him down. Festooned with lighter weaponry, chain and leather armor predominantly provided all the coverage and protection that he needed, all well-worn and weathered from extensive use. In a stark contrast, the means in which one might've assumed he defended himself present upon his form remained, by sight, remarkably underutilized or perhaps they were just lavished with a meticulous care to keep them maintained.