Jarl Herleifr differs from the typical sailor and soldier of the area in many ways. The most obvious is that Jarl simply does not have the gut like most of the Valk'aan men. He has a rather lean figure for he preoccupies himself with more meaningful tasks rather than passing out at the local taverns every night, but at the same time he is well-developed and not possessing of the typical childish, youthful features one would notice at such an age. This leads also to the fact that he is rather young, only at the age of 18, but excessively intelligent and mature to the point where on meeting him you could never tell. His background is also unusual. He is the son of a great navigator who traveled the seas all across the Old World and was revered as one of the best. Jarl sought to do just as his father did, but he found that he had a passion for fighting and warfare just as much.

This led him to join the Thorbjorg militia, often discredited as a band of pirates but Jarl argued there was a lot more to them then that. The life one leads in a frozen deathland known as Valk'aa is not at all grand in anyway. The economy does not circulate like the other territories and there is barely trade, nonetheless communication, passed unless the next closest harbortown was only a few miles down. If Jarl wanted to do something more than to simply make ends meet, he had to take it. The Thorbjorg had taught him this and had made him strong in the mind and in the body.

The clothing Jarl wears is of fur material from the boots to his hooded coat. He wields a massive crossbow that he straps against his back, another unusual thing about Jarl. The rest of the Thorbjorg are warriors with swords, axes, and hammers, but Jarl has always had a knack at hitting his target from the farthest of distances. That is why he prefers to stay at range and has devastated entire brigades before the other Thorbjorg had even managed to cross onto their ships. Jarl, of course, has also taught himself to defend when an enemy gets to close and has a great sword sheathed to his waist, but an occurrence such as this is rare. Not because Jarl kills his enemy before he even sees him - No, that would take out the half the fun. The real reason is because Jarl coats every arrow he strings in a malignant poison. Upon contact, the poison first starts to slow his enemy down in their movements and reactions until they're paralyzed and then eventually just stops the beating of their heart entirely.