Moraleen Corvax
Apprentice to Master Xeiro
High Marks for Apprenticeship
Well Versed in All Schools of The Arcane

The quiet young magician wasn't one to socialize or to socially butterfly herself about groups. Often seen sitting alone thumbing through a book or off in solitude in a quiet place training in her art.
Growing up around those who used magics often it was no surprise she would become a child apprentice to a Master of the Arcane. Her parents were nobles but this hardly swayed her teacher to give her an easy life. She spent years practicing and planning to make sure her life work would be seen to come to light.
Now after a lengthy spell of classes and study she had turned eighteen and finished her final exams proving she was prepared for her own ways. Her Master sending her away telling her of Sinifer City and the land known as The Land of The Outcasts. A place where strange beings live in harmony with the other races.
This would be her beginning. A world to work on her spells and studies until she could do what she had always dreamed of doing.
She wanted to have her own shop. A magic store to give to those who needed the aid of spells and enchantments.
Perhaps Sinifer City or the surrounding islands could give her this,

Moraleena wasn't strong, her arms actually quite weak. Though her strength was in her mind. A spell slinging witch, a magic user. Her hands sparked with ice, fire, wind, and water. Her hands wafting around her dancing magical lights in her palms eager to strike on those who tried to harm her. Her clothing was comfortable though some would call it a bit crude or skantily clad.
She was young and curvatious. Her robes hugging quite tight over her form showing off much more than probably would be expected. That pair of supple breasts squeezed into her top like two heavy melons curved and plump against the material. Her round hips snug one would say plump. Child bearing even.
She was not worried over those who looked at her nor did she mind. It felt good to her to be appreciated for her young body.
A pair of slim rim spectaces sat on her nose making her beautiful green emerald eyes glint and shimmer behind the glasses. The long locks of black raven hair dancing down her shoulders when her hood wasn't pulled up over her head to stop the constant rain.

Age- 18-19
Height- 5'8"
Form- Curvatious, Plump, Healthy
Eyes- Emeralds
Hair- Raven Inky Black
Sex- Female (Can shift with a spell if she so chose)
Bust- 38 Large DD to a Small E

REDS- Pedophilia, Slavery, Torture, Toilet Play, Vore, Gore, PermaDeath, Hardcore Heavy BDSM, Rape, Forced

GREENS- Any Race, Any Gender, Excessive Cum, Breast Play, Cock Worship, Groping, Stalkers, Anthro, Monsters, Tentacles, Good ERP, Cuddling, Romance.

PICTURE- http://i.imgur.com/W7oi8.jpg