*Okay, I will try him out again.*

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*This looks wayyyy cool actually, I think I've got a good character for this that I never got to rp enough with. Also, kinda reminds me of an old tavern, this one, it also had legs XD* 

Somewhere in the Wisp Woods, a figure appears all of a sudden, seeming like they had walked right out of a tree. They stop, and look around. "...Did I find it? Am I here?" He says to himself. He appears to be a male eladrin, with a more muscular body then those of his kind usually have. He wears high-quality chain mail armor, and has double scimitars at his sides, along with two handaxes on his back, both pairs possessing that graceful elven design. 

 

Here's literally 8 random images that I think he could potentially look like, depending on what season he's in: 

 

 

 Jared sees him out the window of the Dancing Hut and comes out to greet him. Jared looks a lot like a male winter eladrin, but pale and not super muscular with shoulder length dark hair tied back in a ponytail and a fluffy cat tail. “Hello, stranger! There’s a tavern over here shaped like a hut on giant chicken legs if you need food and shelter.”

 "Really?! Then I'm here! This is the Feywild, correct?" 

“This is the Feywild,” Jared informs him happily.

He smiles, exhaling in relief. "Thank you. Ah, thank you!" He looks around happily, then remembers the tavern. "Is this tavern you speak of a good establishment?" 

An amber sarcophagus lies on its side in the middle of the road.

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He smiles, exhaling in relief. "Thank you. Ah, thank you!" He looks around happily, then remembers the tavern. "Is this tavern you speak of a good establishment?" 

 “It’s great!” Jared assures him. “Come on in. Are you an eladrin? What season are you?”

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He smiles, exhaling in relief. "Thank you. Ah, thank you!" He looks around happily, then remembers the tavern. "Is this tavern you speak of a good establishment?" 

 “It’s great!” Jared assures him. “Come on in. Are you an eladrin? What season are you?”

 "I am, yes. Summer, at the moment. And you?" 

“I’m winter, but I’m not technically an eladrin. I’m a hulderfolk. Hence the fuzzy cat tail. We’re cousins of the eladrin, from a different part of the Feywild. But contrary to mortal folklore, we don’t have hollow backs.” He laughs.

*This is a change to Jared’s character. I originally said he was a sidhe, but I think hulderfolk fits him better.*

*misunderstood, thought the question was for ari.*

Ari Steeltalon.

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“I’m winter, but I’m not technically an eladrin. I’m a hulderfolk. Hence the fuzzy cat tail. We’re cousins of the eladrin, from a different part of the Feywild. But contrary to mortal folklore, we don’t have hollow backs.” He laughs.

*This is a change to Jared’s character. I originally said he was a sidhe, but I think hulderfolk fits him better.*

 *Cool!! I knew, but Verik didn't. Thanks. Speaking of..* 

"That sounds familiar... interesting. What makes you different, besides the tail? Oh, and the name's Verik, by the way." 

A firbolg Druid with brown fur starts walking down a pathway before he reaches a crossroad, he looks around and discovers a trail of breadcrumbs, having not eaten for a while he follows the trail to the hut while munching on the bread.

*Looks interesting :) *

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“I’m winter, but I’m not technically an eladrin. I’m a hulderfolk. Hence the fuzzy cat tail. We’re cousins of the eladrin, from a different part of the Feywild. But contrary to mortal folklore, we don’t have hollow backs.” He laughs.

*This is a change to Jared’s character. I originally said he was a sidhe, but I think hulderfolk fits him better.*

 *Cool!! I knew, but Verik didn't. Thanks. Speaking of..* 

"That sounds familiar... interesting. What makes you different, besides the tail? Oh, and the name's Verik, by the way." 

 “We are a very shy and reclusive species, much more so than the eladrin. We love milk and cookies. Oh yeah, and a few of us do have hollow backs. Kind of a throwback gene thing. I don’t though. And my adopted sister Lucy is a quickling, but she likes milk and cookies just as much as any born hulderfolk. Pleased to meet you Verik!”

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“I’m winter, but I’m not technically an eladrin. I’m a hulderfolk. Hence the fuzzy cat tail. We’re cousins of the eladrin, from a different part of the Feywild. But contrary to mortal folklore, we don’t have hollow backs.” He laughs.

*This is a change to Jared’s character. I originally said he was a sidhe, but I think hulderfolk fits him better.*

 *Cool!! I knew, but Verik didn't. Thanks. Speaking of..* 

"That sounds familiar... interesting. What makes you different, besides the tail? Oh, and the name's Verik, by the way." 

 “We are a very shy and reclusive species, much more so than the eladrin. We love milk and cookies. Oh yeah, and a few of us do have hollow backs. Kind of a throwback gene thing. I don’t though. And my adopted sister Lucy is a quickling, but she likes milk and cookies just as much as any born hulderfolk. Pleased to meet you Verik!”

 "Goodness, what a pleasure today has been.." He smiles happily. "I'm glad the first person I met here is a friend. Do you mind showing me around the tavern?" 

“I’d love to!” Jared says happily. He proceeds to show Verik around the tavern.

*a Strange fey with a mouse tail and ears walks in*

*Apparently the firbolg will just stand there for the rest of existence.*

Catch!

*roll me dexterity with advantage*

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*Apparently the firbolg will just stand there for the rest of existence.*

 A red haired kid with a crown made of forks and spoons waves at him from a table wear he is eating an apple.

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*Apparently the firbolg will just stand there for the rest of existence.*

 A red haired kid with a crown made of forks and spoons waves at him from a table wear he is eating an apple.

 “Hello, I just got here. The names Boffet, who are you?”