A man in his early forties, Keldarin Oakleaf is not quite yet out of his prime. He is broad-shouldered, with the muscles that come from years of swordsmanship and blacksmithing. Just under six feet tall, his appearance of being rather large is more easily attributed to his mass to his height. Hair as black as a raven is upon his head, worn at shoulder length and tied back in a ponytail with a leather thong. His eyes are green, and his general appearance is rather stern, the wrinkles starting to build around his eyes from the tan the forge gives him only increasing this. He typically dresses in somber colors, and it isn't surprising to find him in gloves and an elk hide apron, with a shortsword in its scabbard at his waist.