Before you stands an average looking man with sandy brown hair. His brow is furrowed in concentration as he seems to be concerned about something. As you look closer, his eyes are bloodshot and the stress lines on his face reveal the negative energies he carries as a shaman. His clothes are boring and nondescript with no indication of any loyalties whatsoever. His shoulders slightly droop from time to time, as if his self-confidence is a bit low. He straightens up as you a approach. He mutters to to himself and shakes his head and turns away from you. As you look closer, his head and face briefly turn grotesque with decaying flesh and a reddish glow. Suddenly, he looks normal again as he looks back again at you with pursed lips.