Alaric is a human male with tan skin and sharp, attentive brown eyes. He wears a fine silk tunic of crimson and gold underneath a well worn leather jeweler's apron. When the light catches him just right, tiny gold scales are visible along his neck and forearms. He carries himself with a rigid, professional posture and always seems to be cleaning his spectacles or a small magnifying lens.

Alaric is meticulous and precise, viewing the entire world as a workshop for perfection. He speaks with the calculated tone of a man who has spent more time with inanimate gems than people. He values order and quality, often becoming frustrated with slapdash work or chaotic environments. He is polite but distant, treating every conversation like a high stakes transaction.

Born to a family of renowned jewelers in Neverwinter, Alaric spent his formative years mastering the art of the cut and the facets of light. He was the guild's rising star until a stressful commission caused a surge of latent magic to erupt from his palms. He accidentally melted a platinum setting into a puddle but left the rubellite gem inside completely unharmed and brilliantly glowing. This incident revealed his draconic heritage, a secret buried in family legend for generations. The guild elders were uneasy with his unstable powers, fearing for their expensive inventory. Rather than stay and be a liability, Alaric decided to take his tools and his spark into the wider world. He seeks to find a way to fuse his magical gift with his craftsmanship, believing that he is destined to create works of art that are literally infused with the power of his ancestor. His journey is one of discovery, both of ancient draconic history and of the limits of his own creation.