You spy a male fairy of quite unusual size. Strongly built and normally clad in his suit of greenish and silver armor. Standing around the modest size between a halfling or dwarf. The fey's features are ultimately youthful and smoothly chiseled. His skin is evenly tanned in a rich mocha hue. Hair contrasting sharply with a snowy white hue. The air around him carries a faint scent of rosemary or mint, whilst always seeming to waft a cold chill of wintry air.

It is obvious he does not engage in direct melee confrontations, usually taking to firing his bow whilst zipping from place to place. His large wings slightly supple in how they bend with each movement, and yet able to go fully rigid upon a moment's notice for ultra-quick movement. Where this fails him, he makes use of his innate magic to transpose himself someplace advantageous to shoot from.

Though it would be unwise to overlook the fact he wears a sword sized to his person on his side. Though not his favored method of combat, it is surely one he is prepared to use when necessary!

Are those pristine-white stag antlers upon his head?

                ---OOC---

Reds: The usual.

Greens: Fun roleplay, adventuring, dungeon crawls, events, conversations. Wild and lewd encounters are welcome, though this character might be on the romantic side. Or might just need to be pinned down by a woman who wants to take what she wants! But what do I know? I'm just an idjit.

Whites: Being a crazy well-hung fairy. Cause why not? Having a crush on and perhaps being crushed by these tall and lovely ladies.