Name: Vamaer Cereimduil

Race: If one was to hazard a guess he's probably an elf! He's skinny, short, and even has pointy ears. S'gotta be an elf. But what kinda elf? Well he doesn't look like he slept in a pile of coal, so he's gotta be a topside version. Best guess would be a Wood elf, after all he's got that coppery skin for it, though his grey old man hair doesn't fit the bill for that.

Gender: Well given that he's an elf, it's probably hard to tell. But this one has a good chance of being a dude. Though that long hair is kinda girly, but he does have a very flat chest. Hmm, damn elves.

Age: He's showing signs of cresting that middle aged hill in Elven life. Maybe one sixty but then again it can be a bit tricky to tell with those knife ears.

Eye Color: Well, if one was looking for a a large list of colors on the wall at their local Home Depot his would be Creamy Jade Green. That or someone's been watching Big Trouble in Little China.

Build: He's probably light on his feet, because he probably only weighs around a hundred and forty pounds. And he only stands at around four foot ten to boot.

Profession: He is an elf, he does have a bow, and his garments all seem to be mostly stitched in a camp with freshly skinned hides. The guy even wears the bones of a few animals on his person. So he's gotta be a hunter.

Scars: Just one, some beast must have turned the old tables on the hunter. What with his left eye having one of those claw mark scars rolling over it and leaving behind a glassy dead eye.

Ink: The one eye he's got left has been stamped with some sort of crude tribal attempt to mimic the very real scars that are over his other eye. The rest of him is more like a random tapestry of someones mindless doodles. But boy, that person must have been mighty board, given these little pictures of elk, wolves, and such cover most of his whole body.


(( May add more, may not. Who knows? Lazy is as lazy does. ))