Tardon


There is before you what appears to be a creature enshrouded in mist. Upon closer inspection, you notice that instead of being cloaked in mist, the creature is actually made in mist. His gaseous form floats at about eye level for a human. A face, formed of the mist, flashes you a brief smile and a quick but intence glance. This mistling seems to be a uniform dull grey color, with a blueish tinge to it. Oddly, the mists seem to be totally still, when not moving, and betrays no useless movements. It seems that he has conditioned his misty form, through long periods of training and meditation, to remain almost totally without movement. You can sence that the form seems to be waiting for you to make the first move, weither it be friendly or hostile.