The wee little elf man with long teased platinum hair looked like he was barely taller than 5 feet and couldn't have weighed more than 110lbs soaking wet. He wore leather breeks dyed green above high laced moccasin boots. A loose flaxen shirt covered his shoulders and arms, but was left open down his chest and abdomen. That was covered only by neclaces, tattoos, scars, and a bright blue silk vest buttoned low across his belly.

His proportions were more remarkable: his chin long and narrow, as were his neck and his ears that poked out of his hair covered in gold and jeweled earrings; large eyes above slight cheeckbones; a broad smile filled with narrow teeth. His long, thin, and sun-kissed arms ended in hands with spider-like and jeweled ring-bearing fingers that crawled across and plucked the strings of his bandore as he played and sang in a rich baritone.

After his performance he skipped through the crowd with a glass of wine, laughing brightly and embracing well-wishers, kissing both cheeks in hello and farewell.