Hello, I am Jack Moonsight. I am a druid of the Tal'ina: a druidic sect found in select few areas. We tend to be very sparse yet active, expect more of us, methinks.

I was once a sniper in the USMC, despite my brethren objecting to it with a furor of a thousand suns.

I was recruited by my long-time friend and we served about two tours together.

Sadly, during a mission I was blinded by shrapnel in my eyes. Kebin blames himself for it, but war is war, and things happen. Although I am blind and can no longer shoot, I am quite capable of defending myself, thank you. My senses have been enhanced through my communion with the spirits of nature, giving me the powerful senses of a mighty animal, and my swordsmanship is equal with the senses.

*taps on the staff he holds*

Beware my sword.

Also, I'm a bit self-conscious of my face, considering the wounds and scars around my eyes. To conceal it, I wear a green blindfold fashioned from cloth ripped from the edge of my robe's sleeve, and I do say, the design on the new covering, having been stitched into its verdant fabric by my brother, is one I knew quite well when I last saw daylight. It is a symbol of my people.

If you do not see it on my face, let me know, I may have had what Kebin refers to a "brainfart" and forgot to wear it. Please be kind enough to say something...