This young woman stands at about 5' 9" and has dark, tonned skin and a decent amount of muscle on her. Her raven black hair cascades downwards to her neck, carefully conditioned to a fine sheen. She looks strong, but it's offset by other assets she has brought; namely her rear end, which is quite well-padded and set behind a pair of gorgeous wide hips. It jiggles subtly when she walks, and above it what appears to be a black panther tail slips downwards.

 Personality-wise, she seems to be bustling with an attitude of excitement and cheer more often than not. Her face is usually alight with a glimmer of a smile, and her voice is quite bold and direct, though often times what she says doesn't make a lot of sense. She has a habit of going off on tangents that might not make any sense. Still, she means well.

Mirri very much dislikes violence against sentient foes, and it is unlikely that she will initiate combat with another person unless she's on the verge of being killed, or another similarly extreme state.


SEXUAL PREFERENCES:

Green: Most anything conventionally sexual. Vore, blood and breathplay

Yellow: Bondage

Red: Scat and watersports, rape



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Biography

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Mirri may appear to be human, but she is quite far from it; in fact, she's not even what many people would consider entirely alive!

In reality, Mirri is a construct. Built in the last moments of a desparate wizard in the image of his lost wife,, she is a complex creature teeming with arcane energy which is essentially what allows her to exist; food and water are converted into energy for her body to absorb and keep running. In earlier stages, her body was also heavily resistant to magic, but this seems to have faded with time.


Wandering the planes, Mirri has lived a long time, but cannot remember much of it; this is due to a failsafe. While she appears to be part-cat, the long tail that juts out above her shapely behind is in fact a control unit and a sort of creature of its own, with its own will and movement that Mirri cannot control. If the tail is removed from Mirri, she undergoes a mass shutdown; her memory is wiped, and she begins again as more or less a blank slate unless the tail can be reapplied to her within the next three days. This more or less also resets Mirri's personality, and though she looks the same she can be very different than her last incarnation.


This is, in fact, Mirri's fourth incarnation; a cheerful and helpful healer who hates physical combat. Each old incarnation is quite distinct.

Though Mirri's memory banks are wiped each time she shuts down, this isn't quite effective as it used to be due to the age of her body. Thus, old memories crop up and confuse her from time to time.