Thalgrim stands at a modest four and a half feet tall but commands attention with his robust posture. His long, raven-black hair is a tangled mass, streaked with silvery strands that reflect his many winters. His thick beard, meticulously braided, is adorned with small wooden tokens representing creatures he's hunted, each telling a silent story. His skin is deeply tanned, a testament to years spent in the wild, and his eyes, a piercing green, exude both wisdom and an intense scrutiny, as if he can see into the very souls of those who approach him. Despite his rugged exterior, a scar curved like a crescent moon across his left brow gives him an unexpectedly soft look when he smiles.