This gaunt looking Dark Elf, with dull-red and deep-set eyes, gives you an calculating look. His hand fidgets nervously at his side, and he always seems to be in motion, never still for a second. He might be tugging at a strand of stark white hair, or rubbing his fingers together. A jagged scar clearly marks his face down the right side, and occasionally, he might run his finger down it in thought. Should you inspect him more, (wis check 14) you might see the brash intelligence hidden away behind the cool, calculating eyes. He keeps mostly to himself, and always stands in the back of a group, watching, but rarely speaking, unless it to one he knows well. Upon listening to him speak, you would hear a quiet voice, thick with an Elvish accent that might make it hard for one to understand him. The garb he wears is marked with the colors of Toran: Blue, silver, and gold. Oddly enough, he acts nothing like one of the faith. With some insight, (Wis check 18 ) you might realize that he isn't one of the faithful, but one that is simply in service for one reason or another.