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Description:Before you stands a young man, clad in simple leathers, some scruff on his face that's in desperate need of a trim. He's taller than most, but not much on him in the way of meat. His auburn hair is covered mostly by his cloak's hood, but its simple waves fall to his shoulders. At his hip is a simple, military issue sword, and at his back hangs a sturdy bow and a quiver with a dozen or so arrows.

There's some dirt on his face, but that's what the scouts look like, as one can only assume he is. His expression is passive, but in his onyx eyes a small but steady flame smoulders, flaring with the light.