A young man sits near the fireside, a lute with the neck shaped like a twisting long plumed bird. He is dressed in colorful but functional woolen hose and jerkin, both dyed red with green trim. A jaunty hat sits upon his head, slightly cocked, not unlike his smile. His lavender eyes and slightly pointed ears betray his mixed heritage.
He plays a simple tune upon the instrument, accompanied by the baudy lyrics of the tale of an elf woman who cannot decide between three lovers, a man, an elf and a halfling.