You notice an odd, almost godly aura about Solomon.

You see GameMaster Solomon Smithson, an Elf.
He has pointed ears and blue eyes. His golden hair is shoulder length and wavy, and is worn unkempt. He has fair skin.
Solomon has transcended time.
He has a large, thick, bristling mustache on his upper lip and a long fuzzy beard.
He has a tattoo of nothing, but a spot is prepared for one on his arm.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a speaker's staff in his right hand.
He is wearing a sturdy backpack, a compact handheld crossbow, a black leather haversack, a large sack, a green cloak, a No Smoking Badge, some boots, some lightly tinted sunglasses, a blue towel, a black velvet cloak with platinum stitching, a ribbon, a girded demon hide kilt, some black and yellow weepers, a suit of gleaming black dragonscales, a gold sash and a charred Halfling skin quiver.