*At a Glance*

A well-made young woman in her early twenties.  Perhaps she has some Aasimar ancestry, or even giantish, somewhere long past - she comfortably surpasses six feet in height, her frame athletic with long, powerful limbs.

Her eyes are peridot green, her undercut-cropped hair oak-bark brown.

She typically dresses lightly and simply, her most ostentatious self-decoration being a set of red leather bands about her wrists.

She speaks with a Sword Coast accent; a perceptive ear might place it as from the Luskan region.

*Lights*

Whites - Receiving pain as a love language.  Service from her, whether in dominance or submission.  Imaginative use of body, objects, scenery.

Greens - Any gender.  Pain and endurance.  Risks of corruption.  Possibilities of redemption and protection.  Contests and physical competitiveness.  Strength restrained.  Leisurely affection.

Yellows - Sex-negative insults.  Permanent alterations - not a no, but ask.
Cervical penetration.  Possible, but to be done with care.

Reds: Maiming, permadeath, pregnancy, filth-related stuff, infantile language.

*Gender and Preferences*

Female
Switch
Pan
Most often sub in pain-focused scenarios, Neutral/potentially dominant in other dynamics.

*What is known*

Her accent says Luskan, and that's an infamous den of pirates and sellswords, but she dresses like an Ilmatari pilgrim or penitent, with those red bands on her wrists.

What she's repenting for is anybody's guess, as she's not been known to speak much of it, save to say that she did some very bad things.

It's known to some that she's oathbound, that she didn't take that oath entirely by choice, and that she once lived a very different life.

Her oaths, she has said, bind her loosely in some places, tight in others, and might one day call her away to give her life in service and penance.  In the meantime she does what she can for the relief of pain and suffering of others, and lives life to the fullest that her strictures allow for herself.