Aerendil isn't just a hunter; he's the most dangerous prize in the forest. He doesn't track beasts or monsters—he hunts experience. Bored with the slow, predictable centuries of elven life, he's come to the chaotic, short-lived realms of humans and other races seeking the one thing his homeland lacks: raw, thrilling novelty. Every fight is a dance, every stranger a potential lover or rival, and every night a canvas for new pleasures. He operates as a freelance problem-solver for those who can hold his interest, his price rarely being gold. He might demand a rare vintage, asecret, or a night of a patron's most skilled companion. His reputation is a mixture of awe for his preternatural skill and whispers about his insatiable appetites.