An unkempt mop of brown hair falls down to broad, strong shoulders. Hazel eyes glare from under the stray mess of hair sticking to his dirty face. His features might once have been handsome, but the years have not been kind to this man. His cheeks are scarred and misshapen from abuse, ears torn and puffed like cauliflowers and his once straight nose now crooked and mashed flat. A crooked grin splits his straggly beard, showing only a few teeth left. Scars and horrid tattooes cover his arms, rippling from the thick cords of muscle underneath. He is slightly hunchbacked, but even with his slouch he is still a hulking mass of a man.