Linden of Starkhaven

NAME: Linden AGE: 55 NATIONALITY: Marcher (Starkhaven) RACE: Elven OCCUPATION: :) TITLE/RANK: Absolutely none.	HEIGHT: 5'4 BUILD: Thin HAIR: Old-man blonde EYES: Blue SKIN: Light BEARING:Tired
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Linden goes around in mage's robes, but for sharp-eyed people, the details are just a little bit off. Maybe the shoes are wrong, or the style isn't quite matched. It's weird. He's weird.

DIVISION: Forces
PROJECTS: n/a

Linden is currently spending most of his time in the library, reading, or skulking around in the background, doing nothing.


Common knowledge is absolutely fuckin nothing. He's a mage, and a Marcher, but mages don't know him, and Marchers probably don't know him. Just a big old mystery.

Sharp-eyed mages can see that, on the rare occasions he uses his magic, it doesn't look especially conventional. Probably a hedge mage.

Clearly a city elf. Knows fuck-all about nature.

Sure seems comfortable with murder and crimes.


Mage shit. He's stealthily kind of excited to talk to real mages for the first time.

Elf shit. He's a secret worshiper of the Evanuris and makes offerings to Fen'Harel, like any good elven criminal.

Criminal shit.