Chaim stands at an even six feet. His features are a bit exotic due to his heritage, almond shaped eyes and high cheekbones. His hair comes at a length just below his ears, which are slightly pointed. His hair is clear, as are his eyelashes due to albino genes, but keep a bit of silver sheen and appears pure blinding white in some lights. His eyes are for the most part a silver gray that appears to shift colors in light as a beetle's shell might, going to a green and sometimes a gold or purple hue. When he actually smiles his canines are slightly pointed. It is sublte, but once one notices it is hard to miss. He wears dark leather armor that fits his form and does not encumber swift and quiet movement, seeming more an assassin than a bard in appearance. His boots are black and comes past the knee. He also at times wears dark gloves that may or may not have fingers depending on the sitaution. About his brow and under his hair is a thin silver circlet that almost blends in with his alabastor skin. It gives off a sense of regality that few can ignore, and seems to radiate more from him that the circlet itself. The clothing fitted over this is rather like that of a high collar Noble's vestiment modified for travel, the tail of the overcoat coming to the back of his legs and is the kind of black that seems to absorb all light. He at times wears a cloak of deep purple that radiates a sense of trust. It seems of Elvish make. Other times, especially at night, he wears a thinner black cloak, which helps him to blend in with surroundings. It also seems of Elvish make of some sort, and drinks the light. He currently wears a Signet ring on his index finger that bears a strange eight branched tree. Engraved around the band is an Elvish dialect that most cannot read. He was seen wearing this right before he disappeared.

Chaim is predominantly left handed. His body type is like that of a swimmer's and by no means lanky. He seems as one trained at an early age for quick movment and to sustain injury and illness, making his movements nearly like a dance and almost preditory. He inheretted the ways of intimidation from his father, imitting the Drow body language when threatened or angry. When not on constant alert, and especially around Talin, his features soften and he takes on the air of an innocent boy not aware of the world. He prefers to keep himself as hygenic as possible, using Prestidigitation after especially bloody battles or when bathing is not an option.

He recently procurred a blood red violin hand crafted and customed for him by a master maker. The strings were made of Black Dragon vocal cords, and stained with Black Dragon blood. With the mystical qualities, the strings will not need to be changed, nor the bow. On the inside is the mark of Wee Jas. It is strange, as she normally doesn't take Elven follwers, especially those whom are not Lawful by nature. It eminates true death to undead, and moral boosts to those that need it.