Homeland: In the land of Shrenk, Smoulderfist tribal grounds. Though now he has no true homeland.
Profession: A mercenary for hire.
Magical Specialisation: Aeromancy
Weapon Specialisations: Arrowlance
Description: Aric sat in the tree, his Arrowlance assembled and resting in front of him. He peered down into the forest, his orange eyes looking for any movement. His feline features captured within a blanket of brown facial hair. A small tuft of brown hair struck from his chin, as in a little beard.
He wore his usual clothing, a ragged tunic and britches, made from a rough wool. They were sloppily dyed brown and coated with dirt and grim. However, his fur was not covered with this filth, for he made sure that he, himself, was not dirty. His fur was as well cared for as his weapon, which was his favorite and only personal item besides his clothes.
Anything you'd like to add: He is very good at disguise when it is necessary. After one of his jobs, or during, if he needs to blend in, he will make it happen.