Even when glimpsed for the briefest moment, Chantif stands out of a crowd in the common peoples’ eyes. With shock of black hair, made even darker by the colour leeched skin, and green eyes, their colour intensified by his contracted pupils, he is exactly how they imagine an adventurer should look: eye catching with an air of mystery, yet mundane enough to be one of them.
His lank frame is usually hidden beneath long black robes (weather permitting), that jingle when he moves, betraying the armour worn underneath. Endless hours spent poured over dusty tomes have given him an unconscious slouch, robbing him of several inches of height, but in combat, or other situations were a slouch is undesirable, he correct this, standing to his full height of 5’8.
When not wearing robes, a tattoo becoms visible on his left arm, depicting his Ulna, Radius and Humerus, as well as all the bones in his finger stems.