Flare

Beneath his wide-brimmed, dark-veiled hat, only Flare's smile is visible, which he immediately turns on the elven noble, and his companion and guard as well. Despite the cloth and leather traveler's outfit that hides every bit of flesh but his darkly tanned fingers (his black leather gloves are fingerless), he nonetheless manages to radiate a benign if eerie presence.

Hello my lord, he says, walking up. I'm Flare, and these are my friends. May we join you? I think we're the only ones here.