[A staggeringly tall Raphelian leans nonchalantly against a post, watching the world go by as the caravans are checked and prepared. He is well over six and a half foot, and is obviously comfortable with the advantages his height provides as at his left hip hangs a long sword more often seen carried by Pelosian cavalry. His long dark hair is oiled and tied neatly down his shoulders, while his facial hair is immaculately shaped, with a dark mustache and goatee beard. Across his chest lays a bright orange sash, and a dark red cloak hangs down from his shoulders. At his feet lies a pack that looks well stocked for a journey]
Whistles tunelessly as he watches the activities.