The man before you is a dark-elf, born in the absence of light. His skin is a dark maroon color, flawless as a piece of obsidian. His skin is tight and free of wrinkles almost as if it was pulled from behind and sown to behind him. His eyes sit deep within his skull, yellow and cloudy. A small nose rests below his eyes, sharp and pointed. His head is cleanly shaven and the smallest amount of hair growth can be seen on his chin. His long slender arms rest calmly at his sides, as his eyes roll back into his head, you feel a sense of dread.