Aris has the soft, unformed look of someone who has spent more time hiding in the shade than working in the sun. His skin is the color of pale parchment, often smudged with damp soil or green moss. He moves with a frantic, bird-like jitteriness, constantly looking over his shoulder as if expecting a predator. Paradoxically, his hands are remarkably steady when he is pruning a branch or tending a wound. He wears oversized druidic vestments that seem to swallow his slight frame, making him look like a child playing dress-up in his father's robes.