A Stranger Stands Within The Cihi (Rp)

[Xerxes_XIII 2 200]

A stranger stands inexplicably by the pond near the gates. He wears an azure blue jacket with a shimmering golden lining, and his platinum hair seems to be carefully styled to look 'perfectly' messy. From your position, you can tell that he doesn't notice you, but you are able to see him in quite a lot of detail, able to see how flawless his features are, perfectly proportioned and formed. His golden skin seems equally without flaw, and you notice that he has striking violet eyes, which match his hair perfectly.

 

His posture is relaxed, hands interlocked behind his back as he gazes down upon the water, delicate lips curled into a mesmerizing smile. A smile aimed down at his own reflection, it seems.

 

 

He stands at approximately 6'5", and is of a somewhat slender build. A folded wooden easel appears to be strapped to his back, and a fine leather satchel is slung over his left shoulder. It is not unlikely that the easel could be mistaken as a weapon.

[Supremacy 3361]

Kalenz, on his morning stroll from his house to the gate-house spots the nameless and unidentifiable high elf. Almost at the very second he spots him, Kalenz pauses. After all, it is very rare for him to spot an elf which he does not know, particularly when said elf is beyond the walls of Lin'everal.

 

The illusionist quickly ducks behind a nearby building before twitching lightly and muttering to himself. Light begins to spin and shimmer around the elf. A few moments of this process later later a hulking green figure seemingly re-emerges from behind the wall and begins to lumber over towards the elf. The breathing and heavy footsteps of the seemingly huge orc could easily be heard by the mystery elf as it approaches. However, this strange vision seems only to be visible to the stranger. Any passerby would simply see Kalenz walking slowly towards the elf, twitching on occasion. Perhaps unaware of the strange mind-game occurring at that very instant.

 

 

The orc lets out a low snarl as he continues to approach.

[Xerxes_XIII 2 200]

The elf seems to pause, eyes flicking upwards to the clouds as he hears the approaching figure. "One has a bad feeling." he mutters as his gaze shifts, body turning to face what he perceives as a massive Uruk. He tilts his head as the beast snarls, long lashes batting at it with evident suprise.

 

An unfaltering smile remains on his lips regardless, and a musical voice bubbles from his lips, "Oh, how interesting!~" he says with something comparable to childish curiosity, stepping lightly back, voice keeping to its' musical and happy tone, "Now... myself casually walking through the gate into a society to which I could easily blend is one matter, but this is mildly perturbing."

The high elf looks the 'orc' over as it approaches, stepping back if it were to get too close, "I don't think the residents would be particularly pleased about the presence of such a creature... One would attempt to reason with you, but one suspects you haven't the intellectual capacity required to comprehend speech..." he says, tone cheerful and not at all matching his words. Lips pursing slightly, he sidesteps to avoid the lake as he backs up, "An unfortunate happening indeed... Hnm, what shall one do..."

 

The elf adjusts his hair habitually as he keeps an eye on the 'orc', feeling no real sense of threat from what he believes firmly to be a creature who's intellect is comparable to that of a cucumber, or perhaps a particularly uneducated moth, a creature that he is rather confident he can out-wit. Although rather confused at the creature's sudden appearance, perhaps mildly disturbed, the elf keeps a casual posture.

[Supremacy 3361]

The orc continues to lumber up to the elf before suddenly letting out a deep and bellowing roar. Spit flies from the orcs mouth and lands all over the floor and perhaps, were the elf not to have moved as he got closer, all over the elf himself. Once this action has reached its conclusion light suddenly begins to shimmer about the orc once more, the green skin and large body quickly dissolving into a fine mist. Once this fine mist has cleared the figure of a 6"2' high elf is revealed. As a bead of sweat runs down his brow he remarks rather sharply "That orc you saw moments ago was inexplicably somewhere it shouldn't have been. Precisely why are you here then?"

[Xerxes_XIII 2 200]

The high elf stands in silence for a few long moments, expression remaining frozen into that same pleasant, magnificent smile as he allows himself to re-evaluate the situation, posture shifting slightly to show more formality. He speaks, tone just as friendly and musical as before, "One must say, he is impressed." he begins, ignoring Kalenz' question for the moment, "One wonders why any mali'aheral would ever wish to appear as such a creature, though. One thinks it seems improper and... Perhaps degrading." He gives a light shrug, "One's name is Saeleyun."

 

He considers for a few moments, not giving Kalenz' the time to respond before moving forwards in the conversation, opening his mouth to speak but once again pausing, making a note to stop thinking of himself objectively, and to speak in first person, "Would one tell me their name as well, perhaps?" he asks.

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.