Post by garrettvtabris on Nov 25, 2011 20:41:05 GMT -5
*Traveling down the dark paths of the village was a lone male elf standing about 5’9 and weighing about 150 pounds. It was night and the moon shown over head casting it’s light upon the smooth, pale skin of the elf making it seem even paler. The Elf was new to these parts and was wondering the village. The elf’s long blonde hair flowed behind him as his feet slowly carried him closer and closer to the door of a tavern. He seemed almost like a normal elf...but one thing was odd. He carried a long wooden stick in his right hand and used it to gently run across the ground in front of him. This elf was blind. Unlike most blind people Garrett kept his eyes open, his eyes white and blank, but yet still held a passionate fire in them as well as a slight tinge of green from his former eye color. The elf wore a set of Dalish made leather armor which is made from deerskin, and has been embossed with designs of hunting hawks and serpents. He also wore Dalish fingerless gloves made of thicker cut deerskin and Dalish boots made from softened deerskin. Soon the elf found his way to the door of the tavern and a soft smile curved his pale lips as he opened the door and entered the slowly. As he entered he listened to the sounds inside the tavern and heads toward a spot where he could not hear a lot of people talking to try to find an empty chair to sit in. After a few moments he was able to find himself a seat at an empty table in the corner of the tavern. People could notice that on his back, attached with leather straps was a Dar'Misaan, which is a fine Dalish made long sword, could be seen along with an elegant made dagger called Fang and a smaller dagger attached to a leather belt around his waist. He sat there at the table awhile before a barmaid came up to him asking if he wanted anything and he nods and looks up toward the woman after hearing her voice and smiles softly showing off his white teeth a bit.* “yes, if it wouldn’t be too much trouble I would like a glass of red wine.” *the barmaid nodded and left his table. As he sat there he twisted around a wooden ring on his right hand ring finger, the wooden band was carved from a piece of willow and engraved with images of foxes and hares.*