|Hair Color||Sandy Brown|
|Eye Color||Stormy Grey|
|Parents||Abram Grimhall, Alina Darkwater|
|Siblings||Jovarn Grimhall, Merida Thrax, Sanya Grimhall|
|Uncles/Aunts||Anneke Grimhall, Draevor Darkwater, Lira Darkwater, Delfina Darkwater, Dameodred Darkwater, Venta Darkwater, Harald Grimhall, Asriel Darkwater, Wulfrum Darkwater|
|Cousins||Max Darkwater, Ixion Darkwater, Darrow Darkwater, Valdemar Grimhall, Sameera Coldrain, Melinda Grimhall, Sivard Grimhall, Ingvar Grimhall, Ingrid Grimhall, Tatyana Grimhall|
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This man's large frame often sets him apart, tall and muscled as one would expect of a warrior of the Isles. His skin is lightly tanned from excursions in the sun, yet his hands are not calloused from holding weapons so much as ink-stained from books. Stormy grey eyes capture the color of the sea when clouds collect overhead, and his sandy hair is a shade between blonde and brown, kept long and often tied back with a bit of leather. He's undeniably handsome, for those who like the rugged type.
Erik Grimhall has a somewhat reserved personality for one born and raised in the Isles. He is a thoughtful man, an intellectual despite pressure from the family to put his books aside and focus on sailing and fighting. It is likely that fact, that among his kin his true interests were often mocked in his youth, which makes him careful to open up to new people. Once one gets him talking on a topic of interest however, he can go on for hours and hours on end. He believes that House Grimhall, and perhaps the Islanders in general, would benefit from education that goes beyond the basics. He does not hide these interests any longer but embraces them, associating with intellectual and scholarly pursuits whenever possible. He's also a charming man and well aware of it, flirtatious at times when someone captures his interest, though beauty alone never seems to do so.