A fair skinned man of average height and slim build stands on a road atop the largest hill in the area that overlooks the new lands he has ben tasked to exploring.  A cool crisp wind blows over his clean shaven face and silver shoulder length hair sways under a wide brimmed straw hat shading sunlight from light green colored eyes. The man carrys a burnt-orange quarterstaff and wears simple traveling clothes of light brown wool panteloon pants tucked into dark brown knee high soft leather boots, a loose fitting natural colored cotton button up shirt, a dark green leather vest, and his holy symbol, a round palm sized wooden disk of a crescent over a curved road, hangs on top of his chest. Any person who sees this man, and his holy symbol, knows that he is a priest of Fharlanghn and he is obliged by his faith to travel in order to discover and learn new things, urging people to look to the horizon for inspiration.