Soveliss
Summary
Appearance
Those who encounter Soveliss these days will find few, but fairly notable if they are the observant type, differences than how he looked for the past 100 years. Today, his skin has more life to it, no longer stretching across his face like it has been weeks since he last had any semblance of a meal. He is still pale, even by elven standards, but there it is a white pale, no longer gray. His long black hair falls down to the middle of his back, and his gold eyes pierce through to the depths of one's soul and gleam with intelligence that few have come to understand. Warm and inviting, yet quizzically understanding, his golden orbs no longer possess the hints of an ever present hunger that once haunted his soul.
Soveliss is very lithe, standing at five and a half feet tall, and weighing in at a mere 90 pounds. He possess an almost ideal build for a scout and hunter, and that is what he has been trained for. Each person has a unique way they carry themselves, created predominately from their personality and view of themselves, and Soveliss is no different. He carries himself with a grace that many a gymnast strives for, the practiced foot falls of a tracker, and a purpose rarely seen outside zealots. In fact, this purpose with which he has recently begun to carry himself with is generally not found too far from him, whether she is aware of his presence or not, in the form of the small child known as Saraniya.