You notice an odd, almost godly aura about Quarel.
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.