Of Tessouare blood, this man looks to be in his late thirties and has a well-built physique that sits well on his towering frame. His light olive skin carries the subtle marks of a life lived out in the sun, and of frequent hardships while raven hair has been shorn closely to the skull in what may be a touch of practicality though the accumulating stubble along his square jaw could suggest indifference instead. A broken nose does nothing to detract from his most prominent feature, an injury having torn the man's top lip on the right side of his face. While it has long since healed enough where the scar upon his cheek is only faintly visible, the chunk taken from his lip has left his mouth twisted in what looks like a constant sneer.
