The man that approaches us is the pinnacle of a high grade person, from his straight posture and smooth way of walking, bringing the flustering edges of his clothing to their full potential behind him as he moves, to the mere way he dresses, many layered long sleeved clothing put on top of each other and overlapping their colors in a refined way, from light blue to darker blue to white with blue cranes mid fly sewed on, to the long gold earring dropping from his ears and ending with a blue sapphire, to the crowd nesting his long black hair on top of his head in a high bun, and yet having enough to cascade it alongside his face and shoulder.
His golden eyes curve upwards as he approaches, pulling at the suave red line around his eyes and at the red lotus painted on his forehead.
