A lean male elf with weathered bronze skin, long dark hair tied back with sail cord, and gray-green eyes that narrow against bright light. His left ear bears a small brass fishhook earring, and his hands are callused from rope, oars, and years of playing a battered wooden lute. He wears practical leather armor beneath a salt-stained blue coat, with bright scarves and polished buckles added only where they will catch an audience's eye.

Iru is practical, quick-witted, and openly friendly in the way of someone accustomed to surviving among strangers. He remembers people's names, notices who has not eaten, and treats every conversation as a negotiation that might become a friendship. He dislikes ceremony but loves a good entrance, and he can turn a mundane chore into a performance if it keeps morale high.

Iru Sendar spent most of his long youth aboard the merchant sloop Launa, where the crew valued a strong back, a steady hand, and anyone who could keep frightened sailors from panicking during a storm. He learned knots before letters, navigation before court manners, and songs before he understood why songs mattered. His elven memory made him a useful keeper of routes and tides, while his quick ear let him copy every work chant, drinking song, and whispered rumor that passed across the deck. When Launa was taken by raiders, Iru survived by singing from the rigging while the crew fought below. The song was not heroic. It was an old rhythm for hauling wet rope, but it gave the sailors a single pace and bought them the courage to turn the battle. Afterward, Iru discovered that his music could do more than steady frightened hands. It could sharpen a friend's resolve, twist an enemy's attention, and make a room remember a lie as if it were truth. He now travels from port to port as a performer, sailor, and occasional smuggler of people who need escaping. He takes dangerous work because he cannot bear to leave anyone trapped under someone else's command.