Aaron Moore is a young man around his mid twenties. His raven black hair is often rather casually tossed and let to grow a bit shaggy, hap hazardly hanging down to frame his almost boyishly handsome face, only highlighting the brightness of his sharp emerald eyes. Clearly a man of style even though his dress is casual, his clothing clean and well kept hang upon his strong broad frame. When he speaks, his words are soft, easy going and rich with the deep baritone natural to the former bard and traveler. Once moving across the plains with an theater company that was much like family, he's now most often found kicking back at his first home in Sinfar, The Club where he once managed the chaos of the mostly female staff on behalf of Goldie and Sona, but in a parting bit of generosity came to own The Club himself. When not tending to his 'harem' of bar maids, bouncers and performers, he keeps current with the clothing trends of North Aglon working for Black Water Trading Company, a member house of the Fashion Designer's Guild.

(8-9-14) On the rare occasion one might see the fullness of this man's well toned body, they would note a few things. His chest has nearly no hair upon it, a smooth rippled muscular body to be sure. Beyond his taught belly and tone arms and legs one would find his backside quite shapely and pert, good for a nice gripping though nothing all that unusual in someone young and active. What would be seen as less common though is his jewelry, a horseshoe shaped ring of silver running from just inside the upper edge of his foreskin to out along the tip of his cock. Each end of the smooth silver adornments is capped with a perfectly round violet stone, with light striations of silver and a slight vain of cloudiness.

(2-12-14) Some are said to have a silver tongue and being a former bard, at times Aaron could be included for his words but the pair of violet tinted silver orbs that decorate his tongue only add to the cliche. It might take a little to notice, being set a bit back, but upon his tongue lay two shinning  balls about half an inch seperating them from one another. Being tallented with his tongue, the small decorations don't affect his speach much if at all, still able to articulate his sweet words quite well.

(05-03-15) Nothing stunning, a simple band of gold with a vein of tiny diamonds running along it, quite easy to miss. Few would take a second look at it as anything other then the plain jewelry most travelers in this land wear to carry enchantments into the hunt. Even so the inner edge is engraved with a strange tiny message, only seen when the ring is not set snug on Aaron's finger. "Mi regalo." Of it's meaning, perhaps only the one who had it made knows.