Age: Late 20's / Early 30's
Race: Human
Hair: Raven black
Eyes: Deep blue
Height: 6'5

Throughout his years of travel he has acquired a rather unique accent, and might be hard to understand.  Accompanying this accent is a hardened body, fitting of a man who has spent these traveling years making a living off of physical labor of some sort.  Judging by the scattered scars on his arm, one may draw the conclusion that he's seen his fair share of combat.  This is in stark contrast to his face, which remains unscathed.  If his torso is exposed, a more significant but faded scar extending from just under his left shoulder down to his right side would be present.

With a scimitar sheathed to his side, and a wooden lute strapped to his back, this man always appears ready to jump into action.  Whether that action is a round of combat, or drunken tavern song and dance, is irrelevant.  If the time comes, Ardas is ready.

Reds: Ask me
Yellow: Ask me
Greens: Ask me
Purples: ...what?