Name: Kaliph
Age: 127
Eyes: Blue
Sex: Male
Weight: ~120 lbs

Kaliph's androgyny seemed to serve as a near constant irritation to the elven male, as from behind there was almost no way to tell he was a man.  Even with his hair cut short, the gentle inward curvature of his slender, short midriff combined with the swell of his anomalously large, soft behind and the long, extremely muscular legs below made this mistake almost too easy to make.  He often favored loincloths, dark robes, and other clothing features to try and obfuscate his girlish physique.  Otherwise, he was moderately muscular: upper body strength that seemed to imply some form of consistent exercise, exacerbated since his arrival on these isles.  He moved with deftness and grace, made very little noise, and had the general alertness of a scout or a ranger.

Similarly mocked by the gods was his voice: a soft, breathy countertenor, marked with an adorable accent when he spoke common -- clearly not a language he's had much practice with.  His facial features were softly defined: wide eyes, a button nose, and plump, soft lips with a thoroughly average jawline.  This further exacerbates his issue presenting as male.

He often carried a longbow and a small quiver of magically replenishing arrows, offering some inisghts into how such a feminine fellow made his living and kept in shape.  He tended to smell of lavender.

As per lights:
No exhibitionism, no scat, avoid bloodletting.  Kaliph identifies as straight.
I'm friendly to most OOC inquiries, but prefer IC approaches and encounters (which I'm happy to set up in advance).

Now seeking your Approval (Points)!