A form, almost as faint as a shadow stands before you, clad in robes the colour of dampened ashes. The face of this form is concealed deep within the shadow of the hood. Not massive in height, perhaps only 6 foot, but it seems to be finely muscled in it's form. A lightly coloured hand, scarred in places, stretches from beyond one of the sleeves of the robe clasping a long handled weapon, light glinting from the obviously sharp blade. You can faintly hear murmuring from the form before you, highly pitched which causes you to think it may be a female of its' given race.