A woman dressed in colourful clothes is standing before you. She's about the average height for a human, and has a delicate figure. Her staff is her pride, bolts of energy crackling from it's crecent top, and she often carries it around, resting it on her shoulder.

Red lights: Death. Also, gore, vote and toiletplay.

Green lights: Broadly speaking everything else, for I'm a great fan of trying things out.. Special weakspot for Wet And Messy though...