Emerging from the shadows, a figure shrouded in mystery steps into the dim light—a certain silver-haired Elf who has masterfully cloaked his true identity, passing of as human to infiltrate the Hunter's Association. His presence is almost ghostly, moving with the kind of fluid grace that only comes from centuries of practice in the art of deception.
He's dressed in dark, form-fitting clothes that allow him to blend seamlessly into the night. Every inch of him is covered, from the hood that conceals his telltale silver hair to the mask that hides his features, leaving only his sharp, vigilant eyes exposed. Those eyes, a striking shade of icy blue, scan his surroundings with a calculated precision, missing nothing, betraying the intelligence and cunning that lies beneath his enigmatic exterior.
