[ the man who opens the door looks anything like a hero.
his skin is a dark grey and in the low light his silver eyes flash. he wears a black hooded cloak and there's a few knives visible on the belt below it. with a shock of white hair pulled back in a ponytail, it's easy to see his pointed elven ears as well.
the woman who follows, on the other hand, looks entirely normal, human and dressed in a white shirt and black leather jacket and jeans, a gun strapped to her hip.
they're both on high alert as they walk in, and their eyes crane upwards. ]
Someone else has been here. [ the dark elf nods to the wet footprints on the floor from david's earlier entrance ]
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his skin is a dark grey and in the low light his silver eyes flash. he wears a black hooded cloak and there's a few knives visible on the belt below it. with a shock of white hair pulled back in a ponytail, it's easy to see his pointed elven ears as well.
the woman who follows, on the other hand, looks entirely normal, human and dressed in a white shirt and black leather jacket and jeans, a gun strapped to her hip.
they're both on high alert as they walk in, and their eyes crane upwards. ]
Someone else has been here. [ the dark elf nods to the wet footprints on the floor from david's earlier entrance ]