Xileindienil

With the ears of the elvish, but bearing a sallow grey-yellow complexion, the being that casually stands before you must be one of the race of Grey elves. You are then drawn to the ease at which this one stands. Having been raised to appreciate the smells and beings of the forrest, formalities are near foreign to a runner of the woods. Piercing grey-blue eyes calmly scan over your being without the slightest hint of judging. Because of the informal posture, you may decide this one as being roughly 2 spans in height with a wiry build underneath the concealing garb of this adventurer. Obviously not one to mix words, the one before you quietly fades back into the woods from whence he most likely came.