name pronunciation: ah-loo-ree-en, not ah-lury-en
This man is tall with broad shoulders and a strong agile build, but there's something subtle and harsh about the way he carries himself. The way he moves about a room is with such purpose and determination that it's hard to pinpoint whether the behavior stems from his upbringing, a military background, or something entirely different.
He cuts an imposing figure from afar and up close it isn't much better. His fair skin's a bit dusky and weathered, with age lines marring his forehead and the corners of his dark green eyes. A touch of pomade keeps his brown hair neat, though the stubble he typically sports looks more like scruff when he's overworked and exhausted. His features are sharp and classically handsome -- he has a long straight nose, thin, wide mouth and strong jawline -- but his grim countenance and callous disposition likely offset any of his appeal.
Charm and social etiquette are probably foreign concepts to him.
His attire's made up of several different layers of worn clothing -- the colors stemming from black, browns, greys and blues -- and it seems that he prefers keeping himself quite covered. His tunic goes to the top of his throat, heavy boots nearly reach his knees, and thin gloves cover his hands. A combination of different buckles, knots, buttons and ties piece it all together.A thick weapons belt carrying an ugly looking knife hangs crookedly from his waist.