"I stared for what seemed like ages, for I could not take my eyes of what I saw. Amongst the great wooden pillars, which carried the forests crown, stood a most peculiar person, silently leaned against an old wooden staff and with a great longsword hanging across his back.

 He had a bearded chin, and a vicious scar made for a decoration obliquely over his left eye, but still he possessed a quite beautifull face. Beneath his pelted hood, which almost hid his face in complete shadow, a most eldritch pair of eyes peeked out. And in the darkness of that late evening, this pair of the most unnusual eyes, gave me an eerie feeling. For one beamed of a completely different colour than the other, one dark green and one brightly blue... Alas, whatever eerie feeling I had felt when I had first cast my gaze upon him, it all disappeared as he spoke - For it sounded almost as if he spoke in song."