[Hope no one minds if I join in]<br/>Name: Fero'lin<br/>Class: Rogue<br/>Race: Nigh Elf<br/>Gender: Female<br/><br/>Fero'lin Blackened hated this holiday. She hated it for several reasons. The way the goblins took advantage of the year to rob people blind, which was her job, and that they got away with it every year. The fact that this holiday was human made never helped. And that every year it made every normal woman stupid giddy. And it made every male even more pig headed then before, just hidden behind sickeningly sweet little gifts.<br/><br/>Of course, this might all be because she was never on the recieving end of any kind of gifts or attention she cared for. Attention like one human woman got when she slipped in to an alley with a man, kissing all the way.The tall lean elven woman sniffed sharply, as if disgusted and looked back down the other way.<br/><br/>She wore simple darkened and toughened leather, a dark brown hood currently pushed down behind her head so that her long ears could be free. And it showed off the things about her which made her stand out among even her own kind. Her hair was a deep red, not a normal night elven hair color, and was short all around exept the bangs she let grow longer to frame her face. And then there was her skin which was almost pure black, like a night without moon or stars.<br/><br/>Her softly glowing white eyes continued to watch the love struck humans and other races walk down the street right past her. And she grumbled seeing all the gifts given and exchanged, knowing it meant that their pockets were empty of coin.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>