---Beige Prose Version---

Female.
Elven. Wood mixed with Moon.
Scarlet hair.
Green eyes.
Young.
4'11"
121 lbs.
E-Cup breasts.
Callipygian

Incommodious around others. Vexatious disposition. Pick pocket; watch those hands instead of those bosoms, lesbians and gentlemen.

Lights are the player's, not the character's. Roleplay for those (or ignore what she wants, if I give you permission).

Red Lights:
No OOC drama. Put effort into emotes.

Yellow Lights:
Metagaming and God-modding. Not listed as red because it scares people away from being creative. If you cross a line I will let you know.
Ask in tell before you force yourself on her.
Ask before attempting anything permanent.

Green Lights:
Many.
The more rough the better.
Tell friendly.

---Purple Prose Version---

Even a formidable lexicon might be daunted by the arduous feat of describing the voluptuous features of this scarlet haired elven woman.

A voluminous rump juts out from the otherwise petite landscape of her back and is supported by a pair of robust thighs and girthy hips. But her most outstanding feature is by far her bosoms. They very much so need support, tethered up by her clothing, yet simultaneously are rather firm and capable of holding their shape as though the flesh is burgeoning at the skin. With each step all of her supple features jiggle, beseeching attention relentlessly.

Tiab's form is slender, outside of her plump womanly curves, and like that of a swimmer or gymnist. She is highly dextrous, and even excels in contortionism. Her arms are double jointed, and though weak, she is very quick. Following down her oblate abdomen to her groin there would be an shaven groin, well groomed and taken care of, like much of the peach skined woman.

A bit of history can be bestowed upon you, dear reader, under faith that one will not assume the knowledge where it is inappropriate in character.

Tiab has shown two forms previously. She might be remembered better either for her more exaggerated features, or lack there of. Starting out as a modest figured elf she ran afoul of the red wizard, Dr. Victoria Renaud, whom curst her with breasts quite literally larger than her head, ridiculously proportioned J-cups, amoung other things.

Then she sought the assistance of the lich Sekloth Voidheart, whom to her credit kept his bargain and restored her to her original state- though at her behest did upgrade her slender elven features to their current status.

Some might even find that much excessive, and her compendious stature only serves to make her endowments come across all the more severe. But such was her decision. As a consequence, however, the magic sustaining this is extremely unstable.

A mage would be able to tell she was enchanted, and with a sufficient spell craft any magic user- be they a cleric, druid, bard, wizard or sorcerer- powerful enough to play upon the magics in her to bring about one of three forms.

The first is her base form. The second, her original state, can be brought back with a simple dispel. Though temporary, one can revert her back to a modest figured elf. The third is even more severe due to the instability than was Victoria's intentions.

The size of her bosoms and buttocks can be adjusted to gargantuan proportions, even beyond that of the Js. A talented mage can, to great discomfort and pain on Tiab's part, make them so robust it immobilizes her, the girth being too much for her weak body to support and dragging her to the ground, or adjusted to any size one desires.

The second feature that can be activated is a pestiferous regeneration property. Nominally this means slowly, but assuredly recovering from wounds, but it serves a double purpose, restoring the elasticity of her womanhood- even her hymen, making her virginal in a sense again.
Tiab herself tends to be a bit salty, facetious and quick with a cutting remark, but can be accommodating to the right person. That is to say, an easy mark. She is an alright fleece, but often her criminal activities only seem to land her in trouble. She shows recreant behavior in the event of being caught or confronted with physical blood sport, though if she believes she has the upper hand can show a surprising degree of valor. If cornered she will defend herself with whatever means are at her disposal and seek an avenue that most likely guarantees her survival.