His attire would suggest that he isn't much of a
blade-brandishing warrior, though an observer could guess it
is more than likely the garb for a mage. A robe the color of
onyx flows down his body, the hem dropping low enough to conceal
even his feet beneath, though it doesn't hinder walking at all.
The material shines when it catches the light, the edge of the
fold glittering with the reflection. The patterns upon the robe
are woven into the fabric in emerald greens and indigo blues.
Stripes of red and arcane symbols are scattered across the
surface. A crimson silk trim cover the hem and cuffs while
the long sleeves are just long enough to allow him to hide his
nimble-fingered hands. A few bulges can be seen underneath the
line of the robe - pockets and containers, no doubt, concealing
a considerable amount.
"Harlequin," the gold elf disguise: The figure who's
features have been caught by a glance appears to be that of
an elf. From the high cheek bones beneathed sunkissed fleash,
the pointed ears which pushes up through the golden mane of
hair that washes in locks down to shoulders, and the slender
physique of most elven kind suggests nothing but. Angled,
yet handsome features lead the male's face. Whispy bangs drift
over a pair of glasses over the elf's face. Though, the lenses
are of a black tint, seeming to be crafted of pure obsidian,
so much that one can not see through the other side. This might
suggest that the figure's eyes are not for viewing, either from
an onlooker's perception, or for seeing all together. The visage
most commonly seen on the elf is a slight stoic, blank expression,
though a smile is not uncommon to touch his lips.
From the soles of his feet to the top of his head, the elf
stands five foot, three inches, with his face framed by a hood of
a sable shaded wool cloak, thick for the wintery weather, and the
whisps of blonde hair beneath the shade of the hood. Held tight
around his neck by a tied cord, the cloak flows down to cover his
form. Though, with an arm usually held out, clutching a cane of
well-crafted wood, and the the elf's movements cause the flap
to open, revealing the body beneath. A tunic of earthen brown
stretches across the slender but healthy torso. The tunic ends
at upper thighs, overlapping breeches of dense cloth, colored a
slate charcoal. His cloak ends to brush along the tops of dark
brown leather boots.
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