The door quietly opens and closes as a hooded, cloaked figure silently steps into the common room. Throwing back his hood,his cloak sweeps aside revealing an elf with a curved sword at his side and a longbow at his back with a quiver of arrows. He scans the gathering slowly beforing seating himself at an empty table in the corner, but not before ordering a glass of wine.
He did not look to be quite like the other elves. He stood fairly tall as is common with all Elven kind, dark brown hair, and a green and brown outfit finished the picture. He is fair yet something mysterious is about him, almost like an aura surrounding him, as he sits quietly apparently brooding about something...
[ January 22, 2003: Message edited by: Engwaavarion ]
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