<div class="floatright"><strong>Baramos</strong> (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1988743)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/fa77V4T.jpg)</div><br/>Baramos looks as a elf, huntress of sort by garb comes to table. Introducing herself and taking sip from the ale he nods and replies; "I am Baramos." He lifts his mug and sips, having no trouble handling the drink. Otherwise he would had brought shame to his dwarven uncle and half-orc father who ran tavern together. As others arrive, fierce looking warrior woman and then woman with exotic looking polearm. Nodding he lifts mug and says; "I am Baramos, she is Arawen. Let's see who for is last mug and do see do they arrive or not." Besides that he is man few words and dressed in regular traveler's clothes. Carrying a longsword (hanging from waist) and shortbow with quiver on his back. Only hint of more exotic was well concealed leather case, which some familiarity to musical arts could see it was leather case to protect a instrument. A lute this case.