My first description, probably from about 1-20:

Zekasiq, a drow of taller than average height stands
before you. He constantly scans the room and when his
glare falls upon you, inquisitive eyes can be clearly
seen.

This obviously young drow looks around the room in
quiet wonder, obviously entranced with his surroundings
and all that which he is learning as he strides about.

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My second description, probably from about 20-30.

Zekasiq stands at a height taller than the average for
his race. He is constantly scanning the room with
inquisitive eyes and a look of passion is seen in
his visage.

It is obvious this drow has lived in Thera for some time
as his motions are performed with practiced grace.
Although seasoned, he still looks around the room in
quiet wonder, noticeably entranced with his
surroundings.

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At about level 30 I added this line:

His demeanor demands respectful attention.

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Then when I got changed into a female:

Zekasiq stands at a height taller than the average for dark-elves.
She can be seen constantly muttering to herself about something
you can't make out. Her silver hair is well groomed and falls
in the middle of her back.

A formidable woman, she looks about the room with inquisitive
eyes... though a look of confusion graces her face. She
looks down at her body in amazement.

It is apparent that this drow has lived in Thera for a long
time, as her motions are performed with practiced grace, albeit
manly. She is quite pretty for her ilk and runs her fingers
through her hair, seemingly confused about something.

She brings with her an air that demands respectful attention.

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Then when I finally embraced my womanhood:

Standing before you is a dark-elf of taller than average height
for her race. Her silver hair is neatly groomed and falls to
the middle of her back. Her eyebrows pleasantly perch above her
emerald-colored eyes, and an ever-present smirk graces this
drow's face. Her skin is soft and supple, making it obvious
she takes care of herself and is well-fed.

The clothing and armor about her body is neatly worn, everything
in place where it should be. Not much of her skin is shown,
though some of her clothing leaves nothing to the imagination.

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And this was my description when I died:

Your description is:
Standing before you is a dark-elf of taller than average height
for her race. Her silver hair is neatly groomed and falls to
the middle of her back. Her eyebrows pleasantly perch above her
emerald-colored eyes, and an ever-present smirk graces this
drow's face. Her skin is soft and supple, making it obvious
she takes care of herself and is well-fed.

Her low-cut blouse proudly displays her ample cleavage.
A thin golden ring is pierced through her navel.