You see Desert Warrior Galadhar Ohmbryn of Yuc Cugis, an Elven Ranger.
Long, black hair falls neatly down his back, swept away from his face with intricate Elven braiding, secured at the nape. Looking out from behind thick-lashed bright blue eyes, he bears the chiseled looks of a hardened warrior, the deep scar across his left cheekbone serving as a constant reminder. With dark skin, weathered by life in the desert, he has a wiry build and is tall for an Elf.
He has a neatly trimmed mustache on his upper lip and a triple braided goatee secured with wooden beads.
He is a young adult, his eyes reflecting the wisdom of many years.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a blackened steel shh'oi'lata in his right hand.
He is wearing a silver kyanite gwethdesuan, a sandy-brown cloak with a billowing hood, a pale water gourd covered with stained leather, a black dragonwood longbow with a onyx-inlaid grip, a soft suede pack, a long sleeveless ecru tunic with elaborate embroidery around the yoke, some tan leathers with heavy braiding along the seams, some black leather gloves, a double-wrapped sword belt with a bejeweled yeehar buckle, a braided black sash fringed with dozens of beaded threads, a leather belt quiver, some lightweight gauze pants strapped below the knee and some suede ankle boots secured with crisscross lacing.