Description: Wavy platinum blond hair, coiffed so that it is parted in the middle with the fringes hanging over his brow, adorns the head of this ephebic man. A sharp jaw, coupled with high, prominent cheekbones and a set of pinkish cupid-bow lips, compliment his rather austere features. Perched above the narrow bridge of his button nose is a pair of upturned, greyish-blue eyes that are rimmed by thin, fine lashes. There is a hard, almost forbidding, look in his eyes that rarely seems to betray whatever may be going on in his mind. Jorah possesses a figure that closely mirrors that of an acrobat: the thewy arms, sinewy legs, and slender torso all lend themselves to a lean yet able body. His complexion is smooth and generally clear of any garish blemishes, with not a scruff of facial hair marking his pale skin. However, nicks, marks, and other faint scars litter the planes of his limber-fingered hands and forearms.

Personality: Phlegmatic, stern, and quiet are all apt words to describe Jorah Brand. Nothing about the young man's personality stands as particularly endearing or interesting, in fact, he seems such a dull person that one could mistake him as being quite dumb. One of the only traits that seem to shine in his overall dry nature is his intense focus put towards work and subjects that interest him which is telling to an inquisitive aspect of his person. Despite coming across as largely asocial, there are times where he can be gregarious and cordial.

Background: There isn't much information on Jorah Brand and thus little is known about his person. However, it is clear that he comes from a commoner family of no consequence that resided in the Crownlands. A newcomer, he has since found his way into Arx, bearing with him all the skills from a life in the countryside along with a wilful desire to make his own way.