Priest Ardna is a young man, still a little shy of thirty despite more than a decade of adventuring. He stands a modest five foot six and his light but permanent tan speaks of a southern heritage, complimented by his thoughtful brown eyes and thick brown hair.

When defending the scriptures the cleric wears silvery chainmail of elven manufacture, its links so fine that it ripples and folds like cloth, over this is thrown a strange cloak whose mottled shading constantly fools the eye into thinking its wearer has left. Sir Ardna's bow is a thing of beauty, a fine yew longbow crafted by a master. The arrows in his well stocked quiver include ones fashioned from a pale silver metal. His axe is long hafted, the gleam of its single blade hinting that one might easily shave with it. His find helm is fashioned like the head of a hawk, its curving beak his visor. The shield he bears is large, round and iron, embossed with a spreading oak tree.

More often though he is seen in his earth-toned robes of office holding the Priest's Staff and conversing with the various wild animals that live around the temple glade.