Harlunkin

Harlunkin stands at a diminutive height, his skin a muted shade of earthy brown speckled with faint iridescence that captures ambient light. His hair, a wild tuft of bright chartreuse, springs outward in disarray. Large, round spectacles magnify his deep violet eyes, which glimmer with an otherworldly gleam. He wears a cloak of dark, tattered fabric streaked with silver threads, and clutches a crystal-tipped staff adorned with twisting vines of copper.