Threldren to some may seem quite intimidating from a first glance, for he is indeed a largely built man towering at six-foot three with extremely broad shoulders. He is by no means out of shape, years of hard labour and work within the service of Rohan has maintained him greatly but at a cost. Age plays a dominant part in Threldren’s features having reached the grand mark of Fifty-eight. His once Blonde hair has turned a shade of greyish white and his skin shows many lines upon them along with war wounds from years before. His skin in question is pale, his hair is of medium length parted and pushed back, he also sports a well groomed beard which shows hints of his former hair colour. His eyes are deep blue which look slightly wearied most of the time. He is often seen wearing clothes crafted in Rohan style, a long Brown tabard with various burgundy and gold markings upon them symbolising his heritage, matched with long weather-beaten burgundy cloak. Beneath the tabard lies a set of thick steel chain mail as well as the armoured gauntlets and boots he wears. When in casual clothing he blends in quite well looking like nothing out of the ordinary, simple clothes of a grey colour. Weapon-wise Threldren holds only three. A simple one-handed sword forged in the design of a Rohan blade, a knife on his side and a wooden shield bearing the head of a horse upon it. The shield is seldom seen in public for it is large and hard to carry within the busy streets. Threldren is a very troubled man which shows upon his face when in public. He is often in thought though does not turn away company. He is a fair a decent fellow though quite rash and fast tempted if pushed the wrong way.