A pair of piercing emerald green eyes greet you from under a dark hood. He is dressed in a suit of dark leathers, with a pair of well crafted blades at his side, and his Elven bow resting comfortably in his hand. Tiny razor sharp claws can be seen in place of his nails, thanks to the half gloves he wears, and the glint of slightly elongated canines can be seen as he smiles lightly upon you. This creature before you moves with a supernatural grace that can only come from one of the Fey. Shadow surrounds him as he moves, and he appears to blend into everything around him. You notice that a strange power seems to emanate from him, though what it is eludes you. As you look up again from your musings, you realize that he is no longer in front of you.