An albino weasel emerges from the hide and furs of the lean, rugged-looking man, to perch on his shoulder like a sentry upon the ramparts. The man clutches a well-worn staff close, hazel eyes gleaming with a rare cunning. He tosses ginger locks, braided with beads and stones, over one shoulder, revealing blue, runic tattoos coiling up his neck and arms like serpents. Even as you look, the tattoos seem to subtly shift.

~ Played by Void with Character Sheet

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