Ven was the last appear in the room, looking much like he did in the material plane. At least, at first glance.

Those who would wish to stare would have trouble doing so, unable to keep focus on any one feature of his form. Staring at him would be akin to staring at a mirage; Blurry and unfocused, yet still recognizable. This could only be attributed to his ever shifting nature. He was a free spirit, one of curiosity and chaos, so it is only natural that he would hold no true shape here. In this realm of the mind, he was a polymorphic being, bound only by the limits of thought.

He was also much like a ghost. The price to pay of only having half a soul. Not that he regretted that, he would not, could not ever regret that. He would...

He would have time to walk the paths of memory lane later. Now was a time of action, a time of adventure.

Thus, Venex Apara, half-elf, free spirit, wildcard, joins the group into the darkening deep.