Standing at approximately 6'3, Adermor Darkwold is a strong enough man, certainly strong enough to fight off the drunkards of Bree who decide to pick a fight with him. His face may have once been handsome, but now it possesses wrinkles, burns, and several scars that make his face ugly to behold. His hair is dark black with hints of grey, usually dampened and swept to one side. A stand out feature of his face is his abnormally large nose, which he is regularly mocked for.

A calm man; Adermor's temper used to be short but as of late and due to an increase in age, is no longer. The way he acts supposes that he is easy to talk to, and up for a jest, though recently he has learnt that whilst in Bree, a "laugh" can get him in deep trouble. He enjoys talk with strangers and learning (or trying to learn) their secrets. All in all, Adermor is a nosy man, forever wanting to know everything about everybody.

When found in Bree (usually the Prancing Pony Inn) Adermor can be seen clad in fine clothing, perhaps showing a hint of wealth. However more recently he has been travelling, and when seen on his travels wears typical weather-worn clothing ruined by mud and rain. On his travels he takes with him a backpack filled with various sorts of items needed for his travels, like maps, pans, wood and other provisions.

Either side of his waist are two weapons, a sword and a dagger. These two weapons bare no fancy tale, only that the sword was found in the Barrow Downs and the dagger made by an elf whom Adermor beat in a game of riddles. A funny tale if you heard it.

Old but strong, and clever whilst foolish at the same time. Adermor is both an average man and an interesting man, with many tales of his own life to tell. He is intelligent, strong and kind, but at the same time foolish, weak and mean.