Standing before you at a height of roughly six feet is what appears to be a human male. His skin has an anemic, sickly white hue to it. His dark eyes are recessed within deep sockets, and his gaunt cheeks give him an appearance of being emaciated. His sharp nose rests above thin lips that are twisted in a perpetual sneer. His face is clean shaven, showing his skinny, pointed chin. By his appearance he is either a mage of some sort, or the worst warrior you have ever seen. The air around him carries a smell of dirt and decay.