Race:  Human (100%)
Sex:  Female (100%)
Physical Age:  Early 20's
Actual Age:  ...older.
Hair:  Golden Blonde
Eyes:  Sapphire Blue
Skin:  Fair to Alabaster
Build:  Slight and Sleek
Marks:  None Visible
Language Fluencies: Common, Latin, Enochian, R'lyehian


Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn...

Harriet washed up on the shores of Ambrosia's beaches not too long ago.  A marine biologist who became separated from her dive team and disappeared, she crawled out of the sea onto Ambrosia's wet sands in a state of bewildered derangement, ranting to the attending Beach Bunnies and bystanders about her need to get home.  But in her ravings, her home soon seemed to be some place entirely removed from Sinfar and its surrounding islands, an alien realm of such names and places as "New England," "Massachusetts" and "Miskatonic University."

Ia!  Ia!  Cthulhu fthagn!

Fortunately, her lunacy subsided in the coming weeks, and after demonstrating her academic credentials through a battery of quizzes and tests soonafter, Doctor Harriet Eastwick found a place among the faculty of Ambrosia's own university, teaching arcane and intriguing courses such as Marine Biology, Xenobiology and, curiously enough, Lost Civilizations and Cosmology.  She tolerates no shows of disrespect from her students but is swift to engage them in debate and speculation on any number of subjects, no matter how unconventional or even heretical those topics may be.

N'ghft n'ghâsl'og n'kthrak t'zhi'mor thatrya R'lyeh, in'yth tyr zgor'nak!

Dr. Eastwick is particularly fond of spending her spare time strolling barefoot along the beaches of Ambrosia, harkening to the sea as if called there by an unknown voice.  And if she has no pressing business the next morning, she is prone to donning a simple nightrobe and disappearing among Ambrosia's surfs and sands as night falls, offering no convincing explanations when she returns the next morning.

Iä, m'haroth, la'na zeph'thul'ka, ch'k'gh'ul c'th'lyuh ma'nar'hak sh'ra'kath fa'na'shath g'heim!

A bit odd and eccentric she is, to be sure.  But so is many another intellectual or thinker.  And at least she seems quite helpful, benevolent and open.

Look favourably upon my sacrifices!


GREENS:  Non-erotic roleplay; vanilla erotic roleplay; sex as part of magical ritual or ceremony (preferably when the stars are right); oil; massages; dryhumping; rough sex (or even hatefucking); tentacle sex and penetration; domination (whether hers or -- if you prove yourself her better -- yours); bondage (ditto); light pain (ditto); men or women, from burly to androgynous; transexuals (shemales or femboys); threesomes, foursomes, moresomes.

YELLOWS:  Pregnancy and impregnation (with the right character and history); heavy pain; rape play (possibly with Charm spells or other Enchantments, as long as we can be reasonable about it); tentacle rape; "Booty Call" Tells from characters well-known to Harriet; Politically Correct transexuals; people with animal parts, including heads, teats and penises; characters with blank bios or Bioware bios; characters with super awesome godlike powers that couldn't possibly be fair or represented in NWN; do that and I reserve the right to spontaneously pull superpowers out of MY ass too.

REDS:  ERP with no in-character set-up or roleplay; "Booty Call" Tells from strangers or unknown characters; Godmoders and powergamers who give themselves "I press a button, you die" off-the-book superpowers (especially if they dive into big, angry snits if you even joke about that abuse or refuse to play along with it), along with the usual Server Rules/Scat/Vomit/Pedo/Necro/Permanent harm and cutty-choppy-mutilatey-killy-deathy stuff; if you're into that stuff, perhaps you've already lost all your Sanity from gazing into the Abyss!


(Icky OOC stuff for Shard Runs and such:)
Cleric of Cthulhu (100%)
Domains:  Evil, Knowledge
Focus on Abjuration, dispelling, buffs and debuffs, Turning undead and Outsiders.