The figure in front of you moves surely with a grace and confident manner, like a panther stalking it's prety. The strangest thing you notice apart from the size of the elf, is his great physique. Stalling at 6 feet tall, he moves with a dexterity that denies his size and probable strength  

However, the strangest thing is his skin. It seems this elf was spawned in the depths of hell. With reddish skin, and fiery auburn hair, his eyes were also red, glowing you swear when the elf looks around noticing you observing.

On his back is long blade, slightly curved and ancient in design. He looks around carefully as he walks, arrogant dismissive of the males, and lingering often on the females. The fact there are demons with wings and succubi abound, this figures seems not to bother this fellow.

You instinctively understand this figure  is not to be trifled with, alertness radiating whenever he looks around as he slowly glanes around, walking, measuring, calculating.