Iraea
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~~GENERAL DETAILS~~
Name: Iraea, often goes by Iris or other names. Race: Demoness, likely a succubus. Age: In the vicinity of 200. Origin: The Abyss, later Sigil. Profession: Assassin, scout, sneak, and general ne'er-do-well. ~~PHYSICAL DETAILS - QUICK~~ Sex: Female. Most of the time. Physical Age: Twenty. Build: Curvacious, with lithe, dextrous muscles that she seems proud to display alongside her other assets. Weight: Very light; a man of even average strength wouldn't have a problem picking her up, if she allowed it. Height: Tall; about six feet. Bust: Upper C-Cup, normally. Skin: A deep, lustrous cherry red. It's warm to the touch and quite sensitive. Complexion: Flawless. Not a scar or blemish anywhere. Hair: Raven black with the slightest hint of brown. Shape: Straight, usually cut shoulder-length or shorter. Eyes: Pitch black where the whites should be, with orange irises. Shape: Perfect for making large, inocent demon eyes at people. Scent: She constantly smells of luxurious perfumes and the faintest waft of uncontrolled lust. ~~PHYSICAL DETAILS - LONG~~ Before you stands a demon. It's really quite plain to see; her head is crestedby a pair of small horns, breaking through her red skin and parting the long raven locks of her hair ever so slightly. Moving down you might make contact with her eyes, a burning orange in a sea of black. Somehow, it feels like there's a sense of forelorn longing in those eyes, and the longing doesn't seem to be of a lusty type. Below those eyes and a slight nose rest her sumptuous lips, painted as they are in glossy black. When parted, they'd reveal a gleaming smile with a set of tiny fangs, protecting a long, juicy tongue. The next stop is, ofcourse, her breasts; perfectly handful sized C-Cups, they heave slightly with ever tiny breath she takes, and the tight leathers she's so fond of make them seem to strain to break free at all times. It all comes together for an almost hypnotizing effect. Laid bare, one would see that they were capped by cute, small-ish nips that usually seem to be hard. Below her breasts, her abdomen reveals the danger of this beauty; the lithe, wiry muscles of a trained athlete or acrobat are plain here, as well as elsewhere on her body, showing that Iraea takes care of herself physically as well as in other manners. The muscles aren't ugly or obtrusive, and were one not looking specifically for them they might be easy to lose in the overall picture of Iraea. Her legs make up the majority of her height, and are long, sumptuous, and generally rolled up in tight, teasing leathers that show varying amounts of leg. Almost perpetually playfully wrapped around one of her legs is her long, spade-tipped tail, using the leg to find something to amuse itself with. **SUBSECTION: The Naughty Bits** Between those sumptuous legs lies what many of Sinifer's residents would be after; a tiny, hairless slit, tight as a virgin's and fertile like few others. Between Iraea's natural abilities as a succubus and her personal training, she has masterful control over her passage and always seems to return to its original tightness after a time, no matter what invades it. Her fluids are a natural and powerful aphrodisiac. Additionally, with proper...provocation, Iraea can call forth a respectable length, starting at twelve inches and of decent girth and modifiable from there, paired with a heavy, fertile pair of testes. By the time she's decided to summon it, her demonic tool is usually oozing a copious amount of similarly aphrodisiac-like pre-seed that she frequently uses as lubricant, social or otherwise. ~~CLOTHING AND PERSONAL EFFECTS~~ Tight, thin leathers cling to Iraea's person most times, not always revealing but usually teasing at her body. What they don't reveal they give a fair outline of. She's a fan of stilettos and seems to have no problem walking or even performing feats of dexterity in them. Iraea has been known to dip into other fashions from time to time, and has been seen to wear things ranging from thick, monastic robes to sluttified schoolgirl wear. Her favourite colours seem to be black and silver. Often slung around her waist, either as a belt or just at her side, is a long, coiled whip. It seems to have been magically forged out of a midnight-black, supple, demonic leather. Enchantments surround it, allowing the length of the whip to change at Iraea's whim. She uses this whip for a number of purposes, ranging from rope to an extension of her arm and, ofcourse, just as a whip. Her blades are short, viciously sharp, with tiny barbs, and seem to draw in the light just around them. They have tiny, barely noticeable trenches carved strategically throughout, allowing them to contain poison in a useable manner, and her stiletto has a tiny hollow in the tip for the delivery of all manner of poisons. Her weapons range from rapiers to daggers, and have also included such situational tools as clubs, hatchets, and black jacks in the past. Around her waist is also, strangely enough, a ring of antiquated keys. It is questionable whether any of them have a use, although the lockpicking kit also hanging from the ring certainly does. A small pouch at her side could be identified as a bag of holding, black as the rest of her outfit and containing a wide arrangement of tools from whetstones, rags, and bottles upon bottles of various chemicals and poisons. Lengths of chains, ropes, toys, and other less socially polite devices make their home in the bag as well. **SUBSECTION: Poisons and Drugs [For RP Only]* Iraea is armed to the teeth with a selection of drugs, poisons, and chemicals. Her favourites include a toxin made from the brain juices of the carrion crawler, causing immediate paralysis while keeping the victim fully aware of their surroundings. Others include a mind-dulling powder, an extract that allows the wiping of short-term memory, and knock-out powder. She also has a number of psychadelic drugs, both herbal and distilled, aphrodisiacs, and sensory-enhancing drugs. ~~ABILITIES~~ Iraea can shapeshift almost any part of her body at will, and thus does not always appear as described above (her 'normal' appearance). Specific, frequently-used forms will be added at a later date. Iraea emits what amounts to an 'aura of sex' when aroused, though it's not very far reaching. Usually, it's enough to cause a small room of people to become distracted, horny, or otherwise turn their thoughts to Iraea. Her bodily fluids are natural aphrodisiacs, and powerful ones at that, though they can be resisted by those of sufficient willpower or training. ~~BACKSTORY~~ Iraea's past is murky and filled with some degree of tragedy, although she herself tends to change the story and dodge the subject frequently. What's known is that she is originally a creature of the Abyss, and sometime after catching a portal to Sigil she caught another to Sinifer and the surrounding islands. Her stories usually hold a common theme, having made some powerful enemies in Sigil and having lost some people dear to her. Regardless of whatever her story may be, the most interesting parts are sure to come now that she's arrived here. ~~LIGHTS~~ Finally here, eh? Green*: Anything from rape to love and inbetween. Do what you want, she's good for anything. Surprises are nice! Be inventive. Also, adventure and dungeoning and RP are all good! Yellow: Send me a tell if you think something that isn't in the reds or the greens is a little too off the wall; the greens aren't a full list of my likes, because that'd be way too long, and the reds are mostly comprehensive. Red: The usual. Children, death, bathroom stuff. |
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| Player: | Bastion |
| Gender (Visually): | Female |
| Race (Visually): | Human |