Race: Wild Elf
Gender: Hermaphrodite
Height: 4'11"
Hair Color: Golden blonde
Eye Color: Pure soft blue

Intense wariness appears to be a near constant in her demeanor. Her eyes dart around often and she regularly checks over her shoulder, as if she expected to be hounded or tracked at any moment. There is an air of suspicion and skepticism about her, even as those clear blue eyes of hers display nothing but purity and melancholy. There is a distinct sense of solitude about her slightly slumped shoulders and expressive visage.

All in all she causes most who witness her behavior for any extended period of time to consider how similar she is to an untamed and frightened animal always acting as if she could be cornered by a vicious predator at any moment. She often shudders or flinches involuntarily when the raucous behavior of the island's inhabitants intimidates her.

Nonetheless she has an eerie grace about her fluid movements and regal bearing to her wild yet delicate features. She is a beauty even amongst the fair folk, her elven blood seemingly having produced something closer to their fae ancestors than the modern brand. She has elongated and sleek pointed ears adorning her temples, her luxurious silken locks of golden hair cascading around herself to her shoulders to curtain her hauntingly attractive visage, plush golden lips and soft inquisitive blue eyes mingling together with her darker skin which bears the healthy glow of an elf in her prime.

She has slender and athletic limbs, her longs legs in particular are attractive and limber, capable of fast movement and sharp reflexes even as her smooth thighs seem to invite hands to wander by if they dare. They are often clad in a pair of crimson leather boots which she finds both practical and fashionable. All things considered she is rather curvacious for an elf, which makes her only moderately so for a human. Perky and taut flesh held up by a soft and relatively thick cloth bikini top and a set of leather bands around the rest of her torso only further her unintentional sex-appeal and raw magnetism. Her arms which end in deft fingers are completely bare. Unlike her pert rear so squeezable and adorable that remains squarely in her pair of shorts. Her visible abdomen is completely smooth as if to tease all lookers with the sheer appeal of her wild feminity.

Despite her strange gender, her secret remains concealed inside her pair of shorts from the sight of onlookers by the most powerful illusion she can muster. Mere casual interaction without the use of powerful magic is unlikely to interfere with it aside from informing the one observing her that she is under the effect of some sort of illusion. Should that illusion fails for whatever reason, the obscene and blatant bulge that her shorts simply can't hope to fully conceal would be readily visible at a glance.

The mystical illusion does nothing to deal with the other senses however. As such the scent of the wilds, sweat and fragrant flowers that often accompany her is mingled with what can only be described as a strong, mouth-watering and teasingly virile feral musk that seems inappropriate on the small and careful elven maiden.

Red Lights: Scat, excessive gore, vore, non-con (If she says no, it means no!), pointless drama and torture.

Green Lights: Oral, scentplay (YES PLEASE!), watersports, cock/balls worship, risk of impregnation, dirty talking, verbal abuse, RP within the context of SRP and adventuring hijing aplenty. Good spelling is also much loved.