Travathon Smokeselller keeps to himself for the most part. Not because he doesn’t want anyone getting to know him, but from being generally overlooked by the taller folk of the land.
This doesn’t bother Travathon, as he would much rather take a long pull from his pipe and disappear into the smoke before summoning some form of magic than talking to those who like to pat on his head for good luck, or talk about his grandfather.
Always seen with Travathon are his lucky pipe and his chameleon familiar, Sapphire.
When you can see Travathon, he certainly stands out from the crowd. Be it his new, fancy crimson robes, constant cloud of smoke, or his tattoos, people turn heads when they take note of the halfling.
Tattoos seen by the party are Travathon’s vantablack right hand. On his right wrist is tattooed a manacle, with arcane marks on the locks and other marks all over the manacle.
On his left arm tattooed smoke creeps from the middle of the back of his hand all the way up to his shoulder. The wisps of smoke form arcane marks.
On the left ring finger is tattooed a ring from his knuckle to his hand. Writing is etched in the silver tattoo in vantablack.
Travathon looks exhausted from the road, his long brown hair and beard scraggly and dirty as travel is never very kind to his body, However, a good night of gambling or perhaps a bit of pilfering will always recharge the batteries.