A being purely made from the pairing of such a place as Sinfar, Krinthe carried all the confidence of a woman so twisted that she did not belong to any particular race. She had many humanoid qualities, that of a stunning, ebony goddess, from her head to her hips. This certainly showed in her sinful expanse of breastflesh, straining against anything she decided to wear, her toned, muscled arms and framed shoulders, down to her wide hips and thick, heart-shaped rear-end.

Perhaps aware of her humanlike qualities and, more notably, where they ended, Krinthe showed a frown more often than not, occasionally hinting at her displeasure with a look of extreme neutrality, with the compassion of a rock. Even angered, her eyes did little more than narrow, but let's get on with this description.

Her thighs were heavy, thicker than any human's, muscled more with the nature of some twisted outsider. Her legs were twisted to be that more of a horse, ending in hooves instead of something more hypnotic, like the rest of the ebony woman may have depicted. Among the messy swath of black hair were two obsidian horns, curved backwards.  Much unlike most with her 'condition', though, she had no tail whatsoever, perhaps suggesting that her particular blend was that of fey.

Taking for granted that it would be seen sooner than later, Krinthe shared a "burden" of many women in Sinfar, as well. Often sporting shorts to cover up her muscled legs, a careful observer (or pervert) would easily notice that there was a rather hefty mound of flesh tucked alongside her thigh, reaching along those heavy muscles close to her knee. Perhaps to make things more troublesome, this appeared to be a problem on the opposite thigh, as well. Two rather lengthy shafts had grown from her pelvis, and whether or not she was pleased with this development, it was uncertain from the looks of things. There was a hefty bulge at her crotch, no doubt a potent sack carrying the gorgeous creature's seed.. and, for the most daring, her hips were quite crowded as a far more feminine mound was found further beyond that, making her a wonderful bundle of conflicting genitals.

All of these naughty and intimate facts aside, the over-seven-foot tall woman seemed to take herself somewhat seriously in appearance, dressing up (or down) to suit herself in the needs of those so vain to observe her. Her hair was well brushed, occasionally done up with pins and berets, but even still.. nothing could quite remove that look of irritation off her face.  

Reds: Pain/Bloodletting. Degradation. Vore. Bathroom-related play. Drama. Blank or default descriptions. Do it now.

Greens: Most genders. She's naturally a dom, have fun with that. If you're unsure, ask. She's also very equipped for dealing with two people at once, just saying.