| All that could be seen was the elven male now standing before you, eyes that seemed an electric blue, and larger than most elves looked over you carefully, studying everything before he flashed a grin. There didn't seem much that was unusual about him, just another, friendly, elf. Though he remained silent, despite any questions that were thrown at him, studying the way that his subject moved and spoke, curiosity brimming in those eyes. " Such petty things you people ask." As he spoke his white hair with the faintest highlights of blue swirling within became obvious and his black feathered wings flared open. The sunlight falling upon his form beautifully, making his bare tanned chest so obvious, and the leather covered legs. His features seemed so fine, his body slender and muscled in its own right, he didn't have the look of a warrior about him, and it was doubtful he ever would. Instead, he was just a human raised avariel, not that unusual if one truly thought of it, he was found by humans at a young age, not abandoned, just...missing. " Perhaps another time landbound." Then he was in the air, flying away in all his splendor, seeming immune to the cool air, but then, he'd been flying his entire life, why would the cold start bothering him now? |