Old Friend

Harbor Quarter, Ravenfell.

Located on the eastern side of the city, south of Dell River, the muddy streets of the harbor were buzzing with activity.

A tall elf with a medium build walked gracefully despite the mud, his boots sinking slightly into the damp earth with each step he took.

He was wearing white robes that had beautiful green embroidery on its hems. With a simple glance at the elf's attire, one could tell he hailed from a prominent background.

Luscious blond hair cascaded down the youth's back, fluttering gently as the sea breeze blew from time to time. His facial features were exquisite, causing the passing-by women to be instantly enamored.

His green eyes, bright and piercing, scanned his surroundings as he slowly made his way toward the port.

There was a hint of pride and arrogance flashing in his eyes. The aloof way he carried himself caused others to think twice before approaching him.