You notice an odd, almost godly aura about Sulrin.

You see GameMaster Sulrin Koth'Dunri, a Human Barbarian.
He has crystal blue eyes. His white hair is short and thick, and is worn arranged in an intricate Elven braid. He has fair skin.
Sulrin has transcended time.
He is in good shape.

He is holding a slender tip bolt in his right hand.
He is wearing a deep ebony lizard wristcuff inset with diamond eyes, some black and yellow weepers, an ebonwood lockpick case embossed with a stalking panther, a battered leather pack, a bronze dragon pin, a crystal skull, a twisted armband, a reinforced shuri-kota, a witch ball, a s'rnhhl bow, a grotesquely misshapen gold mask affixed with rows of multicolored feathers, a pair of odd leather gloves of curious make, with multi-hued scales across their backs, a small button thats reads teachers pet, some rainbow colored knee socks with charms of moons and suns dangling from the top, a golden medallion etched with a sparkling white rose, a frayed leather vest and a massive black Imperial war shield.