Upon first glance, you notice a strange silence with this individual.His eyes seems to be stuck somewhere between the plains of sadness and confussion. They shift periodically, catching you in the momment of examination, though you are dully noted and forgotten in his gaze. With further inspection, you notice a massive battle-scarr that begins above his left eye and continues down to his left cheek, deeming the eye itself pale and lifeless. Upon his elbows you notice an assortment of tattoos that continue down to his forearms. They appear to be some sort of tribal or military markings, perhaps a sign of passage or completion. He is a toned, yet well ballanced individual.His chizzled features lead you to believe he is definately some sort of melee fighter, though he bares no weapons close at hand. He stands tall at 6'2 and weighs in roughly at 210lbs. His hair is long and jet black. The dark strands drop just below his shoulder blades which seem to flow in coordination with the winds. Gideon must've been quite handsome at some point in his life, though the series of battle-scarrs and markings has changed his outward-appearence into something much more different and distroted, much like a beautiful painting with holes through it's canvus. His Eyes are steel-grey and he has a stone cold look about him.