His spiky blond - almost white - hair ruffled in the light breeze. He tugged his black jacket and readjusted his candy cane-like scarf. The deaf elf pricked his ears and signed, Do I look ok? The two of you were going to visit Hearthstone’s father, Mr Alderman, and he hated Hearth, when all Hearth wanted to do was atone for his younger brother’s death.