Jesse Durn is a half-elf child of about eleven, all quick movements and easy smiles, his sharp eyes constantly scanning for opportunity. He has the round cheeks, small features and slight build of a boy who has not started growing yet, and tousled brown hair falling messily over his forehead. His skinny frame lets him dart through crowds with practiced agility, and his ever-present grin gives the impression that he's never taken life too seriously, even when he probably should.
He dresses in loose, comfortable clothing, favoring a well-worn vest and an array of knives strapped across his belt. His fingers never seem to stop moving, constantly flicking a coin, a dagger, or some trinket he's pilfered just for the thrill of it.