Gnomes were a somewhat sinister species.
They were a diminutive people-- standing below half the height to a common human.
A people born from the recesses of the earth, their eyes had no pupils, only a dark sclera.
And their teeth were sharp and pointed. Their conical shape suggested that gnomes of old hunted prey by grasping and holding, rather than biting and chewing.
From Master Leafstrangle's facial features, he might have appeared to be a young gnome.
His head was covered with vibrant green hair with plant life seeming to grow within, and whatever was growing out of his chin didn't look like hair.
But Master Leafstrangle's face...
--it didn't look quite right.
While it was absent of wrinkles, Domhnall thought it seemed... too far taut-- stretched and overly smooth.
--waxy white, not dissimilar to a putrefying corpse.
Domhnall found it slightly unnerving.
...and he was a dead person.
