A woman who seems carved from shadows and candlelight.

Dark hair falls in thick waves around her shoulders, usually left loose, though not carelessly so. It frames a striking face of pale skin and sharp features, all high cheekbones and thoughtful eyes. Her beauty isn't warm. It is the sort that lingers in memory after she has left the room, unsettling for reasons difficult to articulate.

Her eyes are perhaps the most arresting thing about her. Large and dark beneath heavy lashes, they possess an exhausting depth to them, as though she is perpetually listening to distant conversations nobody else can hear. They rarely dart or wander. Instead they settle upon people with unnerving focus, studying rather than merely looking.

Though she is slender, there is a surprising resilience to her frame. Long limbs, graceful posture, and the quiet confidence of someone who understands exactly how much space she occupies. She is neither fragile nor overtly imposing; rather, she possesses the dangerous poise of a drawn bowstring.

Her clothing changes often, yet certain themes persist. Practicality mingles with elegance. Silver jewelry appears here and there, not as decoration so much as ritual habit. Rings are worn on unusual fingers. Pendants are tucked beneath clothing. Tiny charms safely hidden among seams and hems where only she knows they exist.

She smells faintly of old books, rain-soaked earth, and dried herbs crushed between fingers. Beneath that lies something sweeter and more elusive: dark florals, perhaps jasmine or night-blooming flowers. The scent tends to cling to rooms after she departs, lingering just long enough to make people wonder if she had truly been there at all.

Power hangs about her like the scent of smoke after a fire. It is there, undeniable, yet she almost never reaches for it. Whatever gifts she possesses seem less like talents and more like debts waiting to be collected.

OOC:
General note - I enjoy reactions! People being attracted to beauty, staring, finding themselves approaching... even when their rational brain says run. I enjoy fear, someone showing actual fear and insecurity as well... As for her parts... she can and does enjoy using a cock when the opportunity arises, but she also can shift to be fully female.

I'll put the reds first, so you don't waste time enjoying my greens, then realize
we won't click.

RED: Anything permanent without my consent and prior discussion, metagaming, OOC drama, OOC jerks, godmoding, pedo-shit, people who can never lose (Huge turn-off for me). Permadeath.

YELLOW: Submission, romance, vanilla.

GREEN: More than I can succinctly write here. A litany of filth...
Rape (giving), utter abject humiliation of her partner, being feared, anal, oral, vaginal, abuse, blackmail, coercion (now I know my ABC), objectification, enslaving, roughness and violence, pain, cruelty, her partners crying, messed up make-up, forced fucking, slow gag-filled messy throatfucks, messy sex in general, cum-play, impregnation, branding, body-writing, collars, public displays, torture and torturous intercourse, bootlicking, begging, breaking her partner's mind and will... The list goes on.

Do feel free to drop me a tell if something interests you. I'm always happy to chat.