Height: 177 cm
Complexion: Pale
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue
Build: Curvaciously muscular
Bust: D
Penis: Envy
General demeanour: Daylight? ARGH!

Daylight Savings:

When the sun shines bright and not a cloud is in sight, this armourclad woman might give a right fright. Locked in steel from head to heel, one might ask themselves, where's the appeal? Not a bit of skin would show, wether in rain or snow, and should she glance one's way, icy blue eyes  may just whisk a soul away.

When the night comes:

One might catch a garner of an exceptionally pallid woman usually clad in comfortable dark garments. She seems to favour contrasts in colouration in both attire and make-up, though the latter is only sparingly applied, a bare minimum of violet eyeliner and bloodred lipstick accentuating her sharp, angular features. In the rare occassions she does paint her nails, she tends to avour the colour red as well,though black to match her hair or, when particularily adventurous, a vibrant green, may also be seen.

Though generally concealing her curves beneath a more or less adequate layer of cloth and strangely loath to show her charms to the public eye, the well-practised Sinfarian eye may note a distinct lack up sag to her bosom, which in other realms might well be called unnatural. To further the spectral air about the pale beauty, the cold chill she emanates may prove a hint, and the utter lack of a heartbeat a most definite certainty that the young looking dame seems less than living. And yet, she seems quite stubbornly upright, speaking softly in her quiet, firm tone, or partaking in various other social activities usually reserved for those sporting a pulse in their list of achievements.

Reds: Hin, Kids, people who totally screw up in a party, scat.
--Anything else is fair game, though success is not garuanteed. No risk, no fun--