Vanity, Thy Name is Jessmyn

I realize, my race lives to an almost obscene age. I do. But I cannot keep running around looking like some fresh faced baby. I swear if one more elder sees me walking through Darnassus and offers to help me find my family, I will give them quite the verbal lashing! Well, enough is enough. Things have slowed for the moment, with Winter Veil upon us. So I sought a solution. A procedure called a Gnomish Facial Lifterupper and Transmogrifier. Hey, I’m a Night Elf, I HEAR everything. Even the whispers of almost unheard of procedures. So, I show you�the new Jessmyn. Before on the left, after on the right.

Much better, even if I do say so myself.