Eyes of the North
Davos Oakenbrow, Silverstar of Selune
Dwarf Cleric of the God of Travelers
You see a windswept Dwarf before you: His hair standing as if recently in a great wind. He seems to have a permanently stern and focused expression and always appears to be looking through you, as if to the horizon.
He wears immaculate metalwork, a breastplate which seems to encumber him no more than silk, adorned with a light chain lattice and interwoven white tabard. At his side is a Dwarven Waraxe, sharpened and gloriously carved from what appears to be the bones of a clearly magical creature. He looks through you, though you know him to be addressing you.