A tall man, lean but not underweight. Jason Delaware Clysdon has black hair that is cut just above his collar. The thick wavy locks defy style and often fall free from the careful grooming to rest against his forehead and cheeks. Like his coloring, his eyes are dark; Blue in color and edged with faint wrinkles that are the only distinguishing mark of his age. Mr. Clysdon is looking quite worse for wear these days. He did not shave this morning the dark stubble shadowing his jaw and upper lip. Along the left side of his face a dark bruise extends from ear to chin, the dark colors indicating it might only be a day old. His lower lip sports a fresh cut, which he favors by not smiling too frequently. He is wearing a pair of jeans, once crisp and new, the several months of washing has faded the softened denim and they fit him well. His shirt is a soft butternut color, homemade with a short collar. He wears a simple overcoat of gray canvas against the spring weather. On his feet, a pair of black tailored boots disappear upwards under his jeans. His left arm is in a make shift sling, tied closely to his chest. He walks in short steps which might indicate that the man is sporting an injury to his chest as well.