An almost too pretty Drow stands smoldering before you. His skin a slightly lighter shade than that of his kin, nearly as light of a shade as his Elven ancestors. Not tall, but not lacking in size either. His posture precarious, seeming relaxed and unaware while alert and ready to move in any direction in the blink of an eye. His silver hair long and flowing, half held high on his head curled around itself and tied back with a leather strap and pierced by what looks like a small blade. The rest of his hair hung to his shoulders with flowing natural waves. A few loose strands were tucked behind his narrowly pointed ears. Each one of his ears were pierced at the tops with long tube shaped rods that entered at the top and ran down the length of his ear to enter and exit again on the adjacent side. His earlobes were also pierced, adorned with a dark green gemstone that appeared to swallow light rather than reflect it, they dulled in sync with his deep set green eyes. Eyes that also seemed to drink in the light, and swallowing it. His smooth features were perfectly symmetrical. Not a mark across his smooth shaven face. His appearance was almost unnatural.