Many moons ago, Camus was conceived by the union of a human nobleman and an elven woman. Born out of wedlock, with his elven heritage clearly distinct in his features, Camus was a bastard-born child, and his noble father refused to acknowledge him as his own. To make matters more insulting, when his father had a son by his wedded wife, he named the boy-- Camus's
younger step brother, his heir. Camus, meanwhile, left without a name, or an inheritance, was forced to spend many of his days fending for himself. And with every passing day, his desire for what was rightfully his, rose. With a level of base cunning, and an aptitude for fighting, Camus found himself falling in amongst the Blackjacket mercenary gang, hoping to use the group as a stepping stone to greater things. He found himself in a position where he was able to handle the finances of his particular unit. Distributing pay, arranging for orders, and better funding. The like. But he has always been looking out for a chance to raise his status in the world. So when the opportunity for a pioneering expedition-- a way to start making a name for himself, came about, Camus jumped on it without hesitation, and set out on his new quest.
Camus is a dark haired youth, with the noted elven ears common to his kind. He is sallow skinned, and boasts a five-o-clock shadow, covering his lower jaw and cheeks. He has slender elven features, tempered by human muscle with amber colored eyes. He stands approximately five foot six in height. When possible, he likes to dress in finer clothes, to mark his noble heritage, despite being disowned by his father, perhaps as a means to spite his patriarch.
