Name: Leiora (Lay-Or-Uh)
Race: Dragon-blood
Height: 6'7"
Weight: ~300 pounds
Tail: Long and expressive. More than likely an area to elicit a response.
Scales: Black scales adorned with natural crimson streaks
Eyes: Calm Cyan
Voice: A smooth alto delievering well-educated sentances laced with occasional sarcasm. There wass a hisss that touched her every ssentansse.
Scent: Leiora smelled like a fruit. *Sniff* Cherry?
Aura: The hints of a divine power?

"Can't ssay I'm quite happy to be here, but it sure beatss the planess out of dealing with where I wass. Lasst time I try to enchant with the wrong magic." Leiora hardly planned on her arrival here but through a magical mishap and a lack of knowledge and experience, here she stays. Despite how uncomfortable Leiora finds her new location, she doesn't seem interested in returning to her original place in existence.

"It doess what it'ss ssupossed to I guesss. Couldn't afford anything elsse. Sstill can't." The dragoness wore a garment that covered all the essentials of basic decency. Granted, Leiora still found the dress too revealing. One could see her fidget in the dress self-consciously.

"I've thought about the topic before. Can't ssay I've ever had the time to eck'ssplore thosse thoughtss. Unssure if I ever want to." Leiora wasn't acclimated to the amount of casual behavior that her new environment is known for. She's particularly shy in the topic of sexuality and getting' physical. Constantly could one find Leiora fidgeting in her garment.

"Hey! I ssee you there! Sstop sstaring!" Leiora's body wasn't that of an adventurer or even that of commonfolk. Slender and moderately flexible, her body was an art piece of natural beauty, a repeating pattern of crimson brushstrokes against a black canvas.

". . ." Leiora's form laid bare was exotic. A scaled hide emanating a pleasant heat, with a hide of thick scales ending in soft and warmer scales at her belly and below. Her curves were enticing for a dragon-blooded creature, and were decorated with nubs. While you doubt they produced anything, they looked sensitive nonetheless.

Everything south of her waist brought her some embarrassment; A pattern of missing scales in the shape of a triangle adorned the area above her sex. Her slit looked tight, bordering on virginal, hiding her violet folds almost perfectly.

The casual observer would notice she smelled like cherry, but one with an exceeding powerful nose could note the source was her sex.. It increased in intensity the closer one got between her legs, and furthermore the more arroused she was.

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I freaking love Roleplay. If you ping me about just sexy-time meet up, it's a no for me.

((I am honestly alright with a good bit. However, I'd have to say my only yellow is rape. I have to be in the right mood, so ask beforehand. Don't be afraid to PM about anything. Otherwise, my reds are as follows: Vore, High levels of BDSM (Light Bondage and such is okay) Gore, Toilet-Play, Water Sports, anything permanent, Egg Stuff, Pregnancy and anything against the rules and such.))