Your eyes fall upon the majestic figure of an elf. Her eyes meet your for only a moment before letting her gaze drift elsewhere. Her startling emerald eyes are filled with an ocean of mystery and fascination. Crimson lips poised in a gentle smile constrast starkly against the incandescence of her ivory skin. Flaxen hair falls to her shoulders like an sea of golden wheat, adorn with small braids and beads. Her figure is robed in a scarlet dress accented with darkest ebony. The folds fall freely around her, fluttering in the calm breeze. This is a character that I role play.