“Don’t move…”

A voice says, soft, gentle, yet somehow threatening. Behind you is a young pale Drow…no…a Shadar-Kai… Her kind had been considered to be entirely extinct…but here she is, her white skin and silvery long hair giving her a ghost-like appearance.

She gracefully steps forward, circling you. Her eyes are entirely black, though there is beauty within the absence of light and color.

“Who are you?” She whispers, keeping her eyes on you.