Tall and slender, Thaelorin moves with the supple grace of his elven mother but bears angular human features, his jawline severe beneath a perpetually amused smile. His skin, smooth yet freckled like bark patterned with sunlight, contrasts with his long, glossy dark green hair, usually bound in a looped cord. A jagged scar runs down his right cheek to collar, always visible. He wears a snarl-toothed wolf pelt as a stole over iridescent, heavily patched bardic coats. Long, quick fingers habitually twirl an ivory coin etched with mysterious sigils. Contradictorily, his boots are extravagantly pristine and never collect mud, as if charmed.