Upon initial examination you see an elven fellow of fair and pale skin, wearing a heavy sun-motif styled mask that conceals his eyes. His body draped in thick, uncannily light robes that are soft as silk. The elf's outfit is layered and made for sweeping movements with the bow he usually has either in a holster upon his back or down at his side. The only other things he carries upon himself is a holy symbol signifying a coin, one side bearing a blazing sun embossed with gold while the inverse holds the image of a cold and icy white moon set in platinum.

The body of this priestly fellow is hard to determine through the layers of his robes. Though a keen eye might glean the hints that he dresses to be light on his cloth-wrapped feet. His steps, despite his apparent sightlessness, are smooth and calculated with that fine staff tip-tapping to lead his way.

His voice carries a light stammer in times of tension, though he manages to power through it without letting it hinder him. The tone he speaks with is soft, soothing baritone richness as if every word is uttered with the intent to be a delicate caress.

It is rather obvious that he's blind, though through rigorous training it is more than obvious he is not too hindered by this. There is an odd, comforting and bluish glow that seeps out from the interlocking plates of his clerical mask, and ebbs from behind it. No doubt this originates from his eyes.

Acts like a complete virgin idiot when it comes to intimacy, open sexuality, or just plain remains polite. What a weirdo.



            ---OOC---

Healer for PvE, through and through.

No lights to be shared here, if you're interested you may inquire or just try something out. Needless to say, please don't attempt scat, urine or gore.