Ilyrion Voss
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Slight. That would be a good word to describe the elf before you.
Elf? You're not sure. He seems a little too small for their kind. A little too wispy, with features too fine. As though a strong wind might blow him away, or a fall might shatter him.
With skin so pale it might be carved from alabaster and shining black hair, it gives him a statuesque quality.
Which one might mistake him for at times, as still as he becomes.As you watch him walk, he seems oblivious to the world around him. Not blind or deaf. He does not bump into things and heeds others who call out to him. Not overly focused either. He dawdles and meanders, taking the time to observe the things that seem to matter to him. As though he lives in a permanent daydream.