Well-kept despite the ruggedness of his profession, with longish black hair and a neatly trimmed beard and mustache the same color. Has acquired a tan in his months since his exile from Gilneas. Not homely, but not outrageously handsome either--'pleasant' is probably a good description of his looks. Has a bit of crow's feet bracketing his eyes. Normally he's in the mail and leathers of his profession as a hunter, but cleans up nicely when necessary.
As a worgen, he's the typical giant snarly-looking life support system for fangs, hair and claws people have come to expect out of the Cursed from Gilneas. His dark charcoal grey, very nearly black fur stands up like an electroshock on the back of his neck. His eyes, though still blue, take on a feral glow. So far, his ears remain un-notched, possibly indicating he wasn't running feral for very long before he was captured and his senses returned to him.
In both forms, he has a mild, self-depreciating demeanor, but turns it on high when he's in worgen form to try to allay any understandable fears. Normally, however, he is in human form as much as he can manage, only 'wolfing out' for combat or hunting. He finds it undignified to go 'running around with me arse in the air and pebbles going up me conk' and therefore managed to find a horse that wouldn't spook carrying him in human form.
He is almost never seen without his beloved mastiff Mouse. A purebred example of the Gilnean mastiff breed, Mouse has remained unfailingly loyal to his master despite Adek's recent, ah, problems with oftentimes having even more body hair than his dog.
