A unique creature with an octopus-like head is here. Four tentacles sprout down from the mouth flexing and feeling with hungry anticipation, as the eyes above, burn furiously like the brightest of stars amid their tapestries of darkness. Her body is a crumbling sanctum of white flesh stretched thin to near translucence from lichdom, a gossamer veil over her feminine anatomy, which looks presumably elvenkind by origin. The arms of this Alhoon have grown into lengthy tentacles at the elbows, as the rest is covered by the apparel she wears. A series of clicking and chattering noise emits out into the air around her.