This slim, short elf has the cocksure walk of a born fast-talker, wielding both words and grins in equal measure. Usually dressed in a carefully maintained leather jerkin, he doesn't carry any weapons - that you can see, anyway. Pouches and haversacks cover his belt and back, containing a varitable hammerspace of random objects.

He has the look of a dark elf - but not entirely, mixed with something that's hard to discern. His slightly lighter skin and an almost platnium blonde cast to his hair give him away. He's a born surfacer, judging from his accent and his ease of dealing in sunlight.