Ezio was walking through this weird village and being underground was starting to get too him he really wanted to finish his business here and leave but it seemed unlikely that he would spot a ninja with the information he needed. His eyes fully a yellow hue and filled with a small glow stared into the distance today they would manage to instill a lingering enigma of fear and wonder within its observers. Ezio's wood brown hair fell slightly past his neck, his attire was the usual, It is entirely white, tailored to signify his philosophical standpoint as the reason for his moniker. Consisting of only two pieces, it almost appears like a leotard. The top covers even the hands, and is medium-collared at the neck, with a V that goes down to a point at his sternum. Below the waist it splits off into four strips which go down to his ankles. Lastly, the bottom is equally plain and also covers even the feet in their entirety, though of course there are internal shoes integrated within a pure white color due to his stain proof fiber. Today Ezio's face would give off the scent off battle if only one prior, characterized by a generally oval disposition brought about by somewhat angular cheekbones and a sweetly thin jawline, accentuated by the bleak sharpness of the male-typical brow ridge with a straight nose, thin lips, and proportionately matching chin. Topped off with small ears and thin, slightly arched eyebrows atop rippled, deep-set eyes it has made a mysterious brand of sexy look, if only for the adequate adornment of a single wavy lock of hair. He stood there for a moment until he spotted a young girl her cape catching his eye Can you help me young lady i seem to be lost Ezio said placing his hand on the young girls shoulder with a smile.