A short rather rotund child stands before you. He is absolutely filthy... Covered in soot, and grime, and grease. At first look he appears to dress extravagantly, but upon closer inspection the fine Timaran silks he wears appear to be repurposed pillow cases and sheets that have been cut and sewn together. Patchy stubble races across his face, revealing that he isn't a child but a teenage Halfling. His teeth are crooked and rather yellowed, it is obvious that there is still food stuck in his teeth. He wears jewelry on each of his fingers and around his neck, composed of an assortment of precious and imitation metals and stones. Interestingly enough he wears an earring on his index finger, perhaps he doesn't know that they belong on ears?