This elven man's charm is palpable. Devilishly handsome, he radiates charisma, mystery, and... Something else. Ah yes, the unmistakeable scent of opportunism and fine wine. Standing roughly the height of an average human, but much thinner as to seem almost sickly by comparison, and with the pallid hue to match... He is despite this, absolutely stunning. His golden braids are tied behind his head with a simply engraved leather band. Eyes the color of seafoam gaze about in crisp clarity and perhaps amusement. He wears a mischievous grin at the best of times, and an insidious smirk at the worst. But it all paints a portrait that is somehow magical amongst more mundane folk. There is an air of grandeur about this man, as if adventure lurks at every corner that he saunters past.