The Silver Shadow
White, shoulder-length hair tight in a ponytail reveals a round, time-worn face. Big, round brown eyes, set charmingly within their sockets, watch lovingly over the woodlands they’ve fought for for so long.
Fire has left a mark reaching from the left side of the forehead , running towards the right side of his lips and ending above his left eye leaves a pleasant memory of forbidden love.
This is the face of Hagwin Dawnwhisper, a true guardian among high elves. He stands high among others, despite his heavy frame.
There’s something wonderful about him, perhaps it’s his sense of comradery or perhaps it’s simply his clumsiness. But nonetheless, people tend to share local gossip with him, while trying to subtlely stare.