An elf, walking with the grace his kin is known for, regal in appearance, but with a vaguely troubled face. Thin, agile and lean, he looks as he could end a foe's misery quickly. Peering around as confirming the location and position of each item, he makes eye contact with you, and then looks away. From that little look, you sense a well of empathy for those around him. Certainly, he is not to be feared by those of compassionate nature. Yet, the fine crafted bow he has strapped across his back, and the huge amount of arrows in the quiver hanging from his belt suggests that should anyone cross him, they do so at the risk of their own lives. Looking closely at his face, you see a complex green and brown pattern of face paint tarnished over his forehead. You also notice a wooden symbol tied up to a leather strap and falling from his neck, a ship in high water, the symbol of Mist, the Lady of the Sea.