Appearance:
A three foot tall Halfling of Ghostwise decent. His armor is glamoured to look as if he is dirty with mushrooms growing all over it, some even walking from one shoulder to the other. He has black hair and beard that comes to a point on the end of his chin. Has a magic quiver that holds many arrows, bolts, and other archery weapons, but holds the newly acquired Wither's Twilight in his rough hands.
Backstory:
My accent, mannerisms, figures of speech, and perhaps even my appearance all mark me as foreign. Curious glances are directed my way wherever I go, which can be a nuisance, but I also gain the friendly interest of scholars and others intrigued by far-off lands, to say nothing of everyday folk who are eager to hear stories of my homeland.,, I can parley this attention into access to people and places I might not otherwise have, for me and my traveling companions. Noble lords, scholars, and merchant princes, to name a few, seem to often be interested in hearing about my distant homeland and people.
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