Outwardly, this elf sports a cordial pose and well-spoken demeanor. Traits that align well with the servile nature expected of sylvan ilk in Seaforth. However, given thorough scrutiny, the slight spring in his step, and the theatrical intonation at times applied to an already lilting voice -- just might hint at a spark of individuality.

Individuality, or otherwise abject madness.

As a detriment to otherwise pleasant, if angular features, a once-deep scar cleaves the bridge of his nose, before drooping down to the corner of his slender mouth, where it bridges the perimeter of both lips.