NAME: Dominia Discordia
AGE: Appears to be of an age that would appear to be just right for her
RACE: Once an elf with the blood of a nymph, through both magical experimentations and extended grafting is now a Nymph/succubus hybrid Cambion
GENDER: Will always be female
FIGURE: Short with Curves that not only refuse to quit but come back around for a second or third pass
FEATURES: Extremely high charisma entity bred for a pleasing appearance, she is curved, fertile and placed in everyplace correct one could place with an extremely long, spaded, tail sashaying behind her, and wings when the mood siezes.
THEMES: Innocence Lost, Corruption of Form, Twister of Will, breaker of things that can be broken, Mad Scientist, Broken Bird

The entity before you seems a strange mix of elven and fiendish nature, a contrasting yet intoxicating beauty that would seemingly be drawn less from reality and more from an artists rendition of an idealized form. Her hair impossibly long and seemingly spun of purest gold, thick and lusterous the only sight marred by the twin curling, polished black horns coming from just above a temples.

Her eyes are a soft, sparkling violet with thick and curled lashes, almond shaped and heavy lidded, high cheeked and plump lipped giving her the air of exotic mulani in profile, she's ever peering behind a pair of dark rimmed glasses at the world in a friendly and, if by dint of beauty alone, flirty manner, far different then the aquiline and highly defined features of any of her most apparent kith or kindred. She's typically given a spritz of rose and lilly scented perfume, her own body's smell just noticable beneath, a contrasting sweet scent of honeysuckle and burnt wood.

Her body would immediately give the impression of no simple elf, the first sign of this being her prodigious bosom. The swell and fullness of her chest are quite astounding, the great and full swell of them pushed upwards by corsetry and fine posture causing them to be held in a most prominent way, where she to hold her arms at her sides her over full chest would block clear view of her biceps, in fact, and coupled with the narrow wasp-waisted corset she always wears this only further enhances her heavy bust further, every breath and movement causing them to tremble and wobble in the narrow bits of leather she manages, seemingly only barely, to contain them in. On a human woman her humongous breasts would simply be large, but her own height being well less then five feet in height and the affects of the corsetry diminishing her already narrow waist only causes them to look larger still. Of course, the corsetry causes her posture to always push her chest forward and hold her back straight as corsets do, making her hips seem all the wider and more noticeable as well. Suffice to say, if a normal woman's body is an hour glass, Domina would certainly make for an all day measure of time.

Further, of course, we should mention the footware. Her feet are forever encased in a single pair of modertly metamorphic heeled shoes, the spiked and metal capped heels of which are seven inches, at least allowing her small height to typically come eye level with women of most any race. Despite the fact that such shoes would seem uncomfortable or unwieldy, she walks with swaying grace in them as if she where simply barefoot, of course this only causes her afore mentioned assets to bounce and jiggle all the more so. In fact, where you to somehow endeavor to find her bootless, she'd actually seem less comfortable and more unsteady.

Though she may look like a mans dream, and sound it more, a soft and slightly cultured voice with just a hint of husky breathiness and a strange, exotic accent to her voice, her demeanor is at times coquettish, othertimes predatory and still othertimes demure. Her movements a swaying of the hips and swishing of her spaded tail, almost scientifically designed to jiggle, display, and empathize her delectable figure, with her graceful and poised movements giving off the occasional leaning forward to showcase her grand cleavage, or leaning to display her plump rear, but.. She can oscillate easily between simple friendliness to anger to sadistic cruelty in a flash, sometimes a mixture of that and more, her chaotic fiendish orientation making her an unstable if appealing demoness.

Greens: A master enchantress and transmuter, the character finds grafting, shaping, mutating and changing the minds and forms of others to be an extremely enjoyable task, to say the least, Plot developement, Characterization, and other things both race and name would imply. Special interest in long term rps.

REDS: Typical server things, one sided situations where no one can win/lose, typical things found in red lights, continuous one-liner comments, attempted 'quckies'.