A young and hardy half-elf, Karack has traveled farther and experienced more than most alive today. His intensive physical training easily reveals itself in his graceful movement.

His cheerful demeanor rarely falls, as he is always looking for the silver lining and eager to greet the next adventure. His warm smile is welcoming, and his eye always has a twinkle for excitement. Regardless, he never stays put for very long. The wandering road leads ever onward, and his heart answers that call.

His adventures have brought him a number of treasures. Some such are notable for their uniqueness, and although he disdains reliance on weapons or items of magic, he always enjoys the fun and 'wow' factor that can accompany such trinkets. For one, he has started a collection of tiny stones that hover about his head. The most obvious, though, is his cloak, which billows around him. Its edges are indistinct, as though it were made of nothing but mist and fog. While bits of it are always dissipating in the sun and wind, it never loses its shape or size.