Adarah moves with a dancer's grace, twisting and weaving her way through throngs of people. She never seems to walk without some upbeat hop to her step, matching it with a usually pleased grin on her face. The dark grinned woman was not tall by ant stretch of the imagination. She was only a few inches over five feet tall. And while she wasn't the shortest person alive, it was unlikely that she was able to see over a crowded room. Her muscles were lean and compact, and what little fat could be found on her was directed at her squeezable rear and boutiful bosum.

Adarah's colored hair tumbled down onto her shoulders in a curly mass, with various bits of jewelry decorating the dark strips of hair.


Greens: Corruption, Breeding, Demons, Mind Control, Slavery/Branding

Reds: Gore/Toilet play