Fraus is a 50(ish) year old who stands near 6 foot, but you can tell he was taller in his youth. His face is sunworn and scared and he has busted veins in his slightly bent nose. His white grey hair is starting to thin but still covers his head and he has an unkept beard that seems longer on one side. While his face has aged and been beaten by both fist and sun, wrinkles carve war like trenches across the canvas, but dug by either smile or frown is to close to call. His eyes still burn a young man emerald green that would trick the viewer into thinking he was not quite past his prime.