Long-shaped face, thinn silhouette cheeks and an out throbbing chin. Gray as a statue, varying from stone to a dusky night. Ears long as their maddened face and earnibs thick and circly enough to make you wonder if they have put a half piece of potato in them. Nose very narrow like a small pigeons beak and long enough to resemble a wooden stick cut off of a branch. The eyes, they are special. Almond shaped, with iris ranging from albinoic reddish to the blackest stone you will ever find. Hair of the whitest shade, hair roots of the reaper of death that plant down tired souls to grow on a pesky mans head.
Meet the Dark Elves, also known as Drows.