Indra
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Name: Indra
Race: Human-ish Sex: Futa Age: Young Adult Hair: Black Eyes: Brown Height: 6'4 Build: Athletic/Soldier Origin: Somwhere in Sinspace Occupation: Ranger, Frontier Affiliation: Order of Psions Indra is a commanding presence, standing at 6'4" with the physique of a warrior forged through years of relentless discipline. Her build is powerful yet agile, with broad shoulders, a well-defined chest, and strong arms that speak to countless hours wielding a blade. Though imposing in stature, her movements are fluid and deliberate, a reflection of the balance between physical mastery and mental focus. Skin is a lighter shade of bronze, sun-touched but not dark, a hue that suggests a life spent under open skies and in the heat of constant training. Indra's face is sharp and angular, with high cheekbones and a strong, clean jawline that adds to their stoic intensity. Nose is straight and narrow, while her mouth is often set in a neutral, thoughtful line though there's a subtle, almost imperceptible softness when she is at peace. Indra's eyes are her most striking feature: a bright, astral blue, rich with both focus and an inner fire. When her psionic abilities stir, faint ripples of light seem to dance within her irises, like sunlight reflecting off still water. These eyes hold a weight that speaks of quiet contemplation and the unyielding will of someone who has overcome both physical and mental trials. The hair is jet black, hangs low down her back, typically a bit unkept or to thick to tame. A few faint streaks of silver thread through the black, early signs of strain from years of channeling her psionic abilities alongside the demands of physical combat. Across Indra's arms, faint scars weave a tapestry of battles fought and won, but none of them seem carelessly earned. These marks of experience only enhance her presence, each scar a story of survival and mastery. Hands are calloused and strong, palms hardened from the grip of a blade, yet they carry a subtle steadiness that reflects psionic control. Capable of delivering a deadly strike or channeling a precise mental push with equal grace. When Indra stands still, she emanates a calm, unshakable confidence, as if rooted to the ground like an immovable force. Yet when she moves, there is a coiled power in her step, every motion purposeful and controlled. Indra is the embodiment of mind and body working as one; discipline personified. Her voice is deep and measured, with a calm, resonant quality that commands attention. Rarely do she speak without intent, preferring silence to empty words. However, when she does speak, her words are carefully chosen, carrying the weight of someone who values both thought and action. Despite her intensity, there is no arrogance in Indra's demeanor. She is a warrior who knows the limits of her strength and the power of humility. Presence alone inspires a sense of respect, as if standing before someone who has walked the edge of mastery and returned tempered, not broken. Indra is a living contradiction; formidable yet measured, fire tempered by steel, a mind that cuts as sharply as the blade they wield. It is impossible not to notice the protruding bulge along her crotch, typically worn down her pantleg or in a thick bikini. Her canine cock is something she carries with pride and isn't afraid to show it off anywhere she goes. Nor the rest of her body for that matter. Lights: Red: Anything against Servers Rules, Halflings and Gnomes. Male genitalia (Only exception is in group scenarios), Bathroom Play (Bathroom Gloryhole is fine however) Greens: Elves, Humans and Humoids of all types and colors, Breeding. Cuckolding. Bondage. Romance. and the list goes on... Please feel free to DM if you have questions. |
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| Player: | MidnightMidget |
| Gender (Visually): | Female |
| Race (Visually): | Human |