Tri'Aleruun. A drow exemplifying the art of motion. Carefully placed strides, meaningful motions of hand while he speaks. It seems as if his every action spins threads into beautiful webs. His voice is deep, but not missing the underlying sinister melody of his people, glistening on the ears of who might be called audience. Pale red eyes peer calmly, on a face that seems to take what they see as reality, and that alone.

 The male brings with him a rapier at all times, it's sheath a heavily enchanted container.

 Upon his right ear, are three pale silver hoops, brushed to a soft texture that fails to glint even in the brightest flashes of light. Or...are they enchanted as well?



                Lights:

 Greens: Petite, elven or similar body types. Lesser chested lasses catch his eyes in a realm filled with bodacious beauties. Dominance play, given or received. Necessary roughness. Lasting connections, but not necessarily relationships.

 Reds: Server Rule breaking. ruhuhuh. Lame stuff! Walk-up smex requests.