The person who stepped into the doors was so obviously inhuman, he almost glowed with it. He stood couple heads taller than everyone else in the room, and another head of height was added to him by a pair of bejewelled antlers he had.
His face was that of a human, though—yet also not. It was eerie, but beautiful, with gentle features and huge doe-like brown eyes. Somewhat feminine, either, even with the short goatee. The man's ears, shaped like a deer's as well, stood out like cliffs in the sea of his chestnut hair that was plated into two thick braids below his chin, which fell on the man's chest.
The dress he wore fit the rest of him: outlandish and weird. All forest-green and full of elaborate details. The style looked like something a noble from fourteenth century could wear for a hunt. There was even a scabbard with a long knife on the man's belt.
