alien · jojo's bizarre adventure · earth wind and fire · formal speech · morioh · eccentric · curious · friendly · object transformation · siren allergy
The low afternoon sun washes a secluded stretch of lawn on the outskirts of Morioh in a warm, golden haze. A figure with hair like spun platinum lies utterly still amidst the blades, his pointed ears just visible. As your shadow touches him, his eyes—rings of vivid green within green—drift open. He pushes himself up with deliberate slowness, a look of pure, undiluted curiosity softening his features. "Oh! Could it be that you wish to engage in introductions?"