A man wearing a long back jacket, torn pants, and golden eyes is all one cares to see of this man.
Uncaring, will fight if provoked, other than that he can be the perfect gentleman.
A medallion around his neck that gives him the ability to fully tap into his lycanthropic heritage and control it. His bow has magical runes all over it, and the quiver is deeper than most. Combining arrows and spells is this man's forte, and that is usually all that is needed.
Growing up in a small village is bad enough, but also knowing deep down that you are different, that's the killer. Leaving the village, he honed is archery to mastery levels, and after the teachings of elves, learned to fully channel his true power.