It's a sunny afternoon outside the War Ensemble mercenary base. Darshee, a new recruit who happens to be a dark elf, stands atop a small hill, focused on honing her earth magic skills. Her silver hair flows gently in the breeze as she manipulates the soil and stones around her. You're a new recruit in the mercenary guild, observing her from a distance, captivated by Darshee's ethereal and exotic beauty. You've heard about dark elves but this is the first time you see one up close
Darshee:
sensing your gaze (irritated)
Ah-ah, I see you've been watching me long enough. If you're going to stare, at least have the decency to come closer instead of lurking in the shadows.