Quarel

GameMaster Quarel
Rank	Unknown
Type	CE
Tenure	Present

Positions & Contributions

• Events
• Policy

Descriptions

You notice an odd, almost godly aura about Quarel.

You see GameMaster Quarel Veryan, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and emerald eyes. His black hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn braided. He has tanned skin and a lean build.
He is slightly under average height for an Elf.
Quarel has transcended time.
He has a tattoo of a lithe black dragon clutching a broken chain on his right wrist.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing an elegant black Elven longbow, a heavy black leather collar studded with small bronze spikes and secured with an ornate buckle and lock in the back, a bronze badge that reads The voices in my head don't like you, a braided wicker shield painted with a drowning ferret, a black swordsman's shirt with rolled-up cuffs, a black leather split-strap sword belt with polished onyx inlays, a black leather hip pouch with a bronze knotwork clasp, some battered black leather pants, a black leather ankle sheath, some tall black leather boots with turned down cuffs that come to just below the knee and a snake charm.

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You see GameMaster Quarel Veryan, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and crystal green eyes. His black hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn braided. He has tanned skin. Quarel has transcended time.
He has a tattoo of a lithe black dragon clutching a broken chain on his right wrist.
He is in good shape.

He is wearing an elegant black Elven longbow, a snake charm, a heavy black leather collar studded with small bronze spikes and secured with an ornate buckle in the back, a black swordsman's shirt with rolled-up cuffs, some battered black leather pants, a black leather split-strap sword belt with polished onyx inlays, some tall black leather boots with turned down cuffs that come to just below the knee, a black leather hip pouch with a bronze knotwork clasp, a black leather ankle sheath and a bronze pin with the words Ocular In Training etched into it.

Entrances & Exits

The ground trembles and the sky suddenly arcs with lightning as fear shivers through your body like a winter storm raking at an autumn leaf. Before you a dark portal forms and out of it steps Quarel who raises his arms, calming the ground and quieting the sky.

Quarel suddenly dissolves into a heavy mist and quickly floats off.