||A brash youth whose spirit has yet to be broken despite his imprisonment of nearly a year, Arfanhil has the will of his princely Summerlendian ancestors, if not the official recognition. His natural parents killed, he was raised by a family of mixed-blood settlers.
One night a young woman appeared at the door, claiming to be his sister, and telling him that he was the last heir to the Lordship of the region. Then she gave him the amulet and left. Confused and upset, the boy tried to forget about the strange visit, but was plagued by dreams. At last he could ignore his heritage no longer. He set out from his home alone to find the tomb of his ancestor. Although a quick and agile fighter, the naive youth was easily entrapped by the evil brothers. Try as they might, however, they could get nothing from him about the nature of the amulet. He was imprisoned in the hope that he might eventually break down.
Arfanhil is now seventeen, stands 6'2" tall and weighs about 160 pounds (he is underweight because of his poor diet). He has light hair and grey eyes.
At all time he is kept locked inside the slave room, chained to the wall. He will be a willing partner to anyone who can help him escape, and if the group seems reputable, he might entrust them to aid him in finding the treasure. He only wants the amulet, and will offer the rest of the hoard to the adventurers as reward.