It doesn't take long for her to come across another half-elf. He's dressed in a long, fanciful tailcoat, his dark auburn hair slicked back and tied in a little ponytail. Though he stops in his tracks when he sees her, he doesn't seem too terribly surprised. He raises an eyebrow; they're oddly mismatched from his hair, white as snow and expressive.

"You're new," he comments, in the obnoxiously-cultured tone of a high elf.