Yellow eyes stare out at you from beneath a mop of singed hair. In fact, this dark-elf is singed everywhere, bluish skin lightly blackened, from finger-tips to slender, flared nose. An air of insouciance accompanies his keen gaze. A slight trembling of his hands seems at first a mark of nervousness, but a soft glow emanates from them at the same time, not entirely a natural phenomenon. A light-blue tattoo on his cheek accentuates his bluish skin, marking him with a single word in a slender elven script.