The shadowy figure hides from sight, watching from the shadows as you try to watch it. The elf's skin is a dark purple, it being rough and coarse rather than smooth. Oddly, it seemed his skin were more scale-like, comparable to that of a serpent. His walk is more of a stride as his long legs quickly pace back and forth, quick to anger and frustration as he plots his nefarious schemes. Everything he leaves behind is a trail of rot and decay, the earth beneath his feet soon withering from his corrupted presence. His once soft touch is a hard and cold force that sucks the energy out of the room. Even if hidden, you would sense there was a disturbance, an uneasiness in the air when he is close by.
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| - The shadowy figure hides from sight, watching from the shadows as you try to watch it. The elf's skin is a dark purple, it being rough and coarse rather than smooth. Oddly, it seemed his skin were more scale-like, comparable to that of a serpent. His walk is more of a stride as his long legs quickly pace back and forth, quick to anger and frustration as he plots his nefarious schemes. Everything he leaves behind is a trail of rot and decay, the earth beneath his feet soon withering from his corrupted presence. His once soft touch is a hard and cold force that sucks the energy out of the room. Even if hidden, you would sense there was a disturbance, an uneasiness in the air when he is close by.
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| - The shadowy figure hides from sight, watching from the shadows as you try to watch it. The elf's skin is a dark purple, it being rough and coarse rather than smooth. Oddly, it seemed his skin were more scale-like, comparable to that of a serpent. His walk is more of a stride as his long legs quickly pace back and forth, quick to anger and frustration as he plots his nefarious schemes. Everything he leaves behind is a trail of rot and decay, the earth beneath his feet soon withering from his corrupted presence. His once soft touch is a hard and cold force that sucks the energy out of the room. Even if hidden, you would sense there was a disturbance, an uneasiness in the air when he is close by.
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