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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Scotley" data-source="post: 6515158" data-attributes="member: 11520"><p>He jumps at the sudden arrival of the newcomer and rocks slightly while standing as if about to break into a run at any moment. Rydan examines the short woman in open-mouthed curiosity sensing that there is something unusual about her. He is a tall somewhat bookish lad with dark hair in need a trim that tends to fall over his eyes, which have a somewhat blue tinge to the whites and tend to dart about nervously. There is a slight tic in his left cheek that tugs that side of his mouth up into a half smile every couple of minutes. On his hands and arms can be seen old pale scars perhaps from chemical burns of some sort. He wears robes in muted dark colors and carries a quarterstaff in a style which one might expect of an old wizard rather than a youth. He absently fingers the haft of a wand protruding from a pocket. He smells somewhat of the copious amount of strong drink he consumed earlier in the evening, but he seems reasonably sober and perhaps a little nauseous at this point.</p></blockquote><p></p>