Her luscious, bright pink lips are only the beginning of the image of perfection this foreign woman portrays. Her crystal blue eyes and her long, ebony hair show of her rare heritage. Her small nose is adorned with sparse freckles across both it and her cheeks. Her teeth are a pearly white; her canines extending just beyond what's normal. Her ivory skin appears flawless, holding an everpresent shimmer beneath the very flesh.

Her breasts taper down into a tiny, fragile waist. Her hips would flare out again; though the woman remains tiny bodied in comparison to most, especially for a human. Standing at around 5 foot, her small legs lead up to a heart shaped, plump ass begging to be spanked.

Her body radiates the scent of cotton candy and marijuana; and, in fact, she seems dazed for a large percent of her life, as if everything were a complete joke or nothing were important enough to snap her out of her ditzy routine. Her voice holds a strong Russian accent that can sometimes make her gibberish completely incomprehensible. Alas, with such a voice and a slutty appearance it's no surprise that most find her to be nothing but a daft nymphomaniac with no substance or class.

However, there are many occasions where Minx can be seen slaving away over potions or herbs as if she were going to unlock the answer to the universe with the right mixture. Though she'd speak little of it to anyone who may ask her - or even divert to speaking Russian to keep the attention away from the fact that, somewhere, she has a brain.

Her collar, however, completely defies what she is. While she maintains a cheap look - as if nothing on her costed more than a few pieces of gold (despite it looking good), her collar is obviously from a wealthier, classier hand. She apathetically wears the collar (though, like with everything, seems entirely jovial about it if questioned) thats body is of leather and binds itself to her with a tight metal clasp. Sapphires were encrusted about the length of the collar, along with her Master's name in a fine, silver script, reading clearly, "Property of Carlos Blackglass".

Beneath her collar drops two necklaces; one of the skeleton of a leaf dipped in gold, and the other of a birds skull on a rugged rope that reddens her neck.

((She is not an elf, she is a small human.))