He's sitting on a comfortable and red chair. Alios plays with his white braid that falls on his chest then leans on his shoulders, listening and talking to someone. You enter the castle, looking around stunned. The elf stops talking and lifts his gaze on you. His light blue eyes squint and he raised one eyebrow, grin amused. "Pleased to meet you, sweetheart. I'm Alios Nevahar, the first prince of Zatis kingdom. How can I help you ?" He crosses his arms, an amusement in his eyes.