Nickname: Aldy
Race: Full Elf
Occupation: Tree hugging hippy (Druid), honorary Twingate Scout, General Pain-in-the-ass to Arlemis
Worships: "Nature" and Shorewasher and Wild One
Joined party: Bearing Witness and Witnessing Bears
Played by: Devon Jensen
At 4' 9" and around 100 pounds, Aldamar is short and slender, even for an elf. Though in the later years of elven young adulthood, he's perhaps not as attractive as most elves, though certainly more so than the average humanoid, but his reserved, abrupt (some would say uptight) and generally socially inept manner tend to balance out whatever physical attraction he might otherwise inspire in people. These days, he's almost always dressed up in his TigerClawArmor armor, much to Arly and Tierney's chagrin. Though it looks exceptionally dangerous and wild, aspects Aldamar certainly appreciates, it makes absurd amounts of noise for armor that has literally no armor in it.
Though the party, excepting Timus and Tierney, seemed to accept Aldamar and his help readily enough, he'd managed to keep a certain degree of aloofness and separation from them, even after becoming an honorary member of the Scouts of Twingate. At least, that is, until the party's trials in the Perishing Fall, where everyone witnessed Aldamar's usually cool, collected exterior shattered at the hands of the numerous and varied undead therein. Since returning to Twingate, Aldamar has withdrawn himself from almost every aspect of daily life, including, for the time being, his status as one of the Scouts.
Aldamar is from the Blacktooth Forest, having spent most of his studies and training in druidic fellowship near the eastern edge, where Forest begins to give way to Eldriss Swamp. To hear him tell it, he and his mentor spent most of their time keeping the populations of goblins and trolls in a balanced check, observing the movements of the "evil" humanoids that populate much of the area, and, of course, maintaining the balance of mother nature. Aldamar seems to have special psychological aversions to trolls, judging by the dark, bitter look that occasionally touches his features when discussion turns their way.
Aldamar arrived with three animal companions. Though the massive and mean dire bear, Kallador and the snow owl respectfully dubbed "Old Elf of the Forest" remain steadfast companions, Aldamar has since released his chatty, nervous squirrel back to the wilds. He used to be clearly more concerned about these animal companions than his current humanoid ones, though this could easily be a result of his uneasiness with society and groups of people in sizes exceeding one. On the other hand, since his recent bout with borderline insanity and apparent recovery, he's been surprisingly warm and friendly with the other party members... when he's around, anyway. Still, there's a certain distance maintained with the gold-skinned elf, probably because, well, that skin just ain't natural. Then again, it could be something more.
Aldamar died in Lords of Acid, and the priests of the Older Sister refused to raise him, insisting that he was happy in his afterlife.