Isn't that what all elves now a days look like? To be honest, what an elf should look like is like one of those Navi from Avatar. Not nessiaidly that huge, but just the facial structure, you know? Like vaguely human, partly animalistic, and just weird and uncanny. And any physical attraction towards them will garner you odd stares from normal people.
Also here's a CS.
Username: Lucius Cypher
Name: Sheo Axe-Fist
Race: Orc
Age: 44
Gender: Female
Homeland: IGNIS
Appearance:
She has blood-red tattoos all over her body, though it is more predominate on her hands and face. She also has various piercings made of the bones of her enemies, harden so that they won't shatter in her skin. Her own fists are calloused and harden, but at the same time hold and unnatural sharp edge, befitting of her sobriquet.
Size: 6'3
Elemental Affinity: Fire
Bio:
Sheo, like many orcs, was born into the culture and ideal that they must use their natural gifts for the pursuit of good. The difficulty of that, however, was defining what "Good" is. Growing up her views of what was good and what was evil was done in extremes; black and white. You could not be either, you could not chose both, you could not chose a different option. It was always one or the other. It was simple, made things easy, but that did not make things right. She discovered this when she was around twenty four years old. Her tribe had their target; another tribe of raiders and thieves, to be cut down by the man. All of the orcs in her tribe envisioned that their enemies were nothing but chaotic, evil beings that deserved nothing less than death. So they attacked, and showed no mercy. Until at one moment, as Sheo cut down a bandit, she noticed children among the corpses. She had first thought that they were slaves, brought by the bandits for evil purpose. But the truth was much worse; they were the bandit's children. And they too, were being cut down, as some tried to seek vengeance for their slain parents, while others were simply caught in the crossfire. Sheo managed to save only one, a elven baby, and left the battlefield with it.
Since than Sheo had decided that she would leave her tribe and search for her own meaning to fight. She felt that her people, the orcs, as well intentioned as they were, had no direction and only a passion that made them blind to the whole picture. She could not claim that she was more enlighten however, so with her child in tow she began to explore the world and discover what life really was. A large, varied world, full of various perceptions and colors. There was more than just black and white. There was red, green, yellows, and fuchsia. That and many more. Sheo changed, in a way. While she took up drinking as a hobby, she became to learn the arts. She was bad at them, but she did not let that stop her. She took up metal working, wood carving, stone cutting, and dabbled in many others whenever possible. She would still fight against evil, but she no longer sought to simply kill for the greater good. She tried to do good in other ways, to prevent evil and create understanding rather than assumptions. It did not always go well, more often than not her good deeds did not goo unpunished, but she never gave up no matter how many failures she's gone through. It's a hard, unforgiving world she lived in. But she was not about to stoop to it's level.
Personality: Sheo tries to be good, but with her range of skills, there's only so many ways she could try. She tends to deal with things head on with physical confrontation, and is as blunt and straightforward as a warhammer. Lying simply isn't something she wants to do, and often won't. If she must keep secrets she'll be silent, or simply admit that she will not be telling the truth. Despite these short comings, she won't use them as an excuse to be useless. Sheo will help, even if he lacks the skills for it, simply because someone had bothered to ask for her assistance. And who is she to say no to someone who needs it? So Sheo would often head strait into danger, fixing as many wrongs as she can get to, with her own creative flare that could either be detrimental or beneficial. Sheo herself can be a rather understanding person, though she'll also make it very clear on what she likes and dislikes about a given subject. Doesn't mean she holds any of it personal, but it may cloud her judgement, and she will admit to this. Sheo also has a tendency to not truly pick a side, either compromising or even going for alternative options. This may bring the ire of others who expect her to show her loyalty, as she values the freedom over unity.
Skills: Born as a warrior, Sheo is a skilled fighter. Specifically, unarmed combat and archery. She's also handy with a dagger, though she prefers blades with more chopping force behind them. Sheo has touched upon a wide variety of craft skills, the most prominent being metal working. She's currently looking into this "Technology" thing and seeing where she can go with it.
Equipment:
For weapons, Sheo has a large serrated knife, her bow and arrows, and her own hands. She's called the "Axe-Fist" because her punches feels a lot like getting hacked with axes, and the damage shows. She also has some steel armor covering various parts of her body. She used to have a full set, but she's lost them over the years and hasn't bothered to make herself a new set. She also has a mount, a large boar she calls "
Truffles". She also carries a flask containing a creature known as a "Wine Worm", which can produce a near infinite amount of alcohol so long as it gets a little bit of water every now and than.
Other:
I will be making an elf soon, btw.