The Madness of Men in a World of Monsters (D&D 5e IC)

[Awful]

Selissa gave a short nod in agreement at Vargath's words.
"You clank too much. Far too noisy."
At Jemriah's statement, she gave the boy a look. She turned to go, considered a moment, then turned back for a second.
"Look for reflections of their eyes. Shines further than your torch otherwise reaches. Use more than sight, though. Sound. Smell. The... il-yaril." She paused as she considered the words for it in Common. "The gut feeling. Understand?"

Waiting only for a moment for his reply, she melted away into the dark. Not too far out - she had to be close enough to head back and give warning if need be. She flitted from shadow to shadow, her green eyes seeing the grey world of darkvision.

It seemed like a common misconception by humans that elves could see perfectly in the dark. That wasn't quite true - the world was a greyscale painting, fine details hidden in monochrome. Still, the dim light and the quiet was a comfort. A torch like they'd had only let everything else see where you were.