Before you stands a young elf, his hair alabaster white, and his skin only barely a shade darker.  Bright grey-blue eyes flash back at you, the only indication that this is not an albino.  Skinny, even for an elf, he seems as if a strong breeze would make short work of his frame, tossing him across the landscape like dry tumbleweed.  Of note is that his clothes are in complete contrast to his skin, ebony black, covering him from fingertips to toe, and from his back hangs what appears to be a tight hood that he could pull over his head if needed.  His hair is tied in a top-knot, and strapped again with leather on several locations as it disappears under his clothing.  His smile, is genuine and bordering on a grin, he seems quite content with life, as if none of his hardships had ever happened.