Before you stands a giant
backpack
, with all assorment of
tools
,
gadgets
,
trinkets
,
vials
,
rolled papers
,
food
, gear, and even some things you're not sure how to classify, stuffed in its pockets or just strapped to the sides. The
leather
of the
backpack
seems well worn and strained from the overstuffing of its pockets. The
brass
buckles are plain but sturdy. Oddly enough there also seems to be some sort of
red
fuzz
sticking out around the edges of the
backpack
from the otherside. As you look around, to your surprise, there also seems to be a GNOME strapped to it as well. Truly this
backpack
has everything.

The Gnome's
feet
barely touch the ground before the bottom of the
backpack
. His
scrawny
body is drapped in a simple dark
blue
robe. Around his
waist
rests the massive hip belt of the
backpack
, sporting a large buckle that seem to take up his entire midsection, keeping him securely in place. A extremely long,
red
, beard falls from his chin almost to his
ankles
, which is also securely strapped under the hip belt. The
red
hair ontop of his
head
is unkempt and seems to stick out in every direction possible. His massive eyes seem to take up his entire head but you soon notice that they only seem larger then usual because of the giant
bifocals
he is wearing. He currently seems rather disctracted and lost in thought as he mumbles constantly to himself, or maybe he is always that way...
The figure before you is
slender
, and of average stature for a wild elf. His
black
boots
are
soft
, yet
sturdy
, designed for
walking
quietly through city streets. His
black
leather
pants
serve as both
armor
, and as a means of blending into the darkness. His
torso
is adorned by
supple
jet black
leather
armor. His
cloak
hides most of his well toned figure, and shifts from
dark grey
to
black
. A
black
leather
belt
with
silver
etching holds both
sword
and
dagger
at his sides. His face is ordinary, and usually hidden by the
hood of his cloak
. His
dark blonde
,
shoulder-length
hair is pulled back and bound at his neck, keeping it out of his face. The only thing remarkable about this wild elf is his
eyes
. They are a
quiet
,
muted
gray
, yet betray a hidden intensity.
A
short
,
dark
robed figure stands here before you. It is quite obviously a
dwarf
. One might think it a
male
except for the fact that she has a
womanly
figure
and her
face
is
clean-shaven
. Her
striking
gray
eyes are somewhat
unsettling
set in her
pleasant
face
. A
sharp
dagger
rests in a
sheath
at her side, ever ready.
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