Chaos Fire: Aktamun & Galadari
"By the prickling of my thumbs..." The elf's melodic voice chimed in as the cheers for the stunt died down. Galad appeared before the group of Standards, folding his arms. "Something wicked this way comes."
He arched a delicate eyebrow, short hair leaving nothing to hide his sharp ears or quick almond shaped eyes. Galad's angular jaw and high cheekbones were staples of beauty. His most stunning feature, in that moment, were his purple eyes, sparkling like amethysts.
"Quite the trick. What's your name?" Galad was singling Aktamun out.