Nilmenor is a young half-elf with an almost unfinished look about him, as if the world has not yet decided whether he will become handsome, severe, or both. His brown hair is thick, softly wavy, and always a little untamed, with one lock that falls into his eyes no matter how carefully he combs it. His deep green eyes are alert and reflective, like polished bottle glass, and they seem to linger on people as if he is taking notes no one asked for. He wears a bright blue robe trimmed in faded silver thread and a matching blue magician's hat with a neat round hole torn through one side. The hole is home to Fufu, his thrush, who peers out as if from a private nest inside a traveling theater prop. He moves with quick, slightly angular steps, half scholar and half stage performer, and he has the odd habit of looking faintly embarrassed when he casts impressive magic, as though the spell may be too dramatic for his own taste.