This man before you isn't much above five feet five, although he is rather stocky and on appearance a little portly. His dark brown eyes gaze ahead of him, almost straight through anything before them. They blink momentarily, he rubs them and gazes forward again. A thinning mane of light brown hair adorns his scalp, the front receeding into an almost perfect tuft of hair. No matter, his headpiece covers this, and the odour of dirt and moss almost over powers any visual queue. There is an apparent patina of dirt and forest debris strewn across his body aand feet. He seems to have several twigs lodged in his hair.