Name: Sorfiwien
Age: Unknown
Height: 7'11"
Weight: To ask is to invite Fist to meet Face.
Gender: Mixed.

-- General Appearances --

Physique-
 Clearly towering over many ordinary and even many abnormal women and men, and bearing a decidedly unusual appearance herself, Sorfowien stands out quite well amidst any crowd.
 Her head bears a certain beastlike quality to it despite being more human in nature. Long ears sit on either side of her head, crossed somewhere between a canine's and a dragons in nature - Slightly flopping and splitting into two very finite points at the tips.  Small, rounded horns sprout from her forehead, creamy-white in appearance. Slitted violet eyes watch the world without a trace of betrayed emotion, bearing a certain intelligence and wisdom that one would expect in a much older looking person. The rest of her features are remarkable normal, a fair, humanoid face providing a stark contrast to the uncertain origins of the rest of her form.

 Moving to her torso the simplicity of the more human form continues - An impressive bust adorns her chest, rather normal-looking arms extending from her shoulders to end in equally as normal hands - Though they do have fine, well-maintained claws at the tip of each finger in lieu of regular nails. Even at a glance it's apparent that this creature, this Sorfiwien, is a bodybuilder. Muscles ripple with her every motion, obvious in any form-hugging or revealing garb she wears though just toned enough to not seem out of place. Behind her the abnormality of what she is once again surfaces. Massive wings extend from her shoulders, easily five our six feet each.

 The normalcy of a more human form ends at her waist, her legs definately resembling a reptile's in shape and form. Strong and toned, they come down to form crooked-knee joints, similar to many a more beastial person, with long feet ending in four-clawed paws, each claw almost painfully obvious with its sharp nature. The innermost claw of each paw is decidedly larger than the rest, wickedly hooked and clicking against any hard surface it happens to make contact with. Behind her, above a full and shapely rear extends a long, clearly well-groomed tail, it ending at five feet.

Fur-
 Indeed, she is covered from head to toe in a fine layer of jet-black fur rather than scales. There is nary a single other colour along her entire form, every strand of the almost heavenly-soft stuff the same dark colour. Her tail is especially abundant in the stuff, the fur adorning it much longer and slightly rougher, giving the lengthy appendage a decidedly wolflike appearance. Her wings bear the same jet-black coating starting from her shoulders and extending along their structure, though it quickly gives way to a myriad of soft, silvery feathers, the tip of each feather holding a subtle violet hue that shines in direct light.

Hair-
 As carefully maintained as the rest of her form, her hair is remarkably simple. Straight, clean and of the same jet-black colour as her fur, it extends down to her shoulders before ending. It is almost assured to never be found in a ponytail or a knot, though such may be found in a particularly high-society area.

Misc.-
 At all times, come day or night, rain or sun, hell or high water, she wears a simple, silver bracelet about her left wrist. It has no clear clasps or hooks, though their is an inscription.. While she herself may not seem versed in Elven those that are can read; "To Salah, our beloved daughter." A single amethyst adorns the bracelet, it bearing the same brilliant violet colour that she seems so fond of.

Naughties-
 Kudos for reading this far. Unless you just skipped to the end, then shame on you.

 The lucky, or perhaps nosey, individual will find that between her legs are the usual feminine folds as would be expected, though those are hidden by a sizable sheath and balls. When exposed her member can reach roughly fifteen inches in length, it a deep, rich purple in colour and ending in a point, akin to a canine's. A variety of ridges adorn the top and sides of the length, several long, though soft, barbs lining the bottom. A subtle knot lies at the base of the shaft, the lower half of the member forming a gradual climb to the thick bulge to allow for a much less painful entry.