What you look upon is mayhap not an every days sight. On one shoulder of another, there he stands a mere 10 inches tall, proudly and naturally elegant The skin of what must be a small fey to your eye is dark and tanned. The shape is slender and elegant, as if he were a noble in his own privilege. The being holds itself with undying grace. The face shows no mark or scar and the traits of an elven man. A long deep yellow blonde mane is growing from the man´s head and curling around the shoulders of the small being. Partly braided in fine small braids dandle from his temples the eyes shimmer blue like the sky. The small being wears fitting clothes made of what appears to be silk in different shades of green. Finely crafted and kept well in shape. Fine boots of what might be leather this being wears. As you study the shape further you notice an aware serious but warm gaze back from those eyes as the small being would watch you with the same interest in return. Over the silken gentle clothing the man was wearing a leather coat kept in a darker brown tone. Silver characters which seem to be moonlight itself are stitched into the coat. Forming small characters of a tongue likely not being able to be read. As you look onto the tiny characters they seem to shift and alter their form constantly which might give in time a bit of a headache to read. You can see almost ethereal wings sprouting  from the back of the elegant tiny creature. Wings like one of a dragonfly doubling the small man in size, neatly folded to the back between some slits in the coat. And on the back between the wings was shimmering in the same silver a bright symbol and heraldic emblem. A sprouting tree of silver in the middle, rich of leaves and the beginning, growing fruit of it. To its roots resting two pan on their knee holding large horns each blowing into it.

To those who have the rare knowledge of ancient fay it would be the symbol of the Midday's court.