Elsa is the only name she ever knew for herself. No real memory of where she came from or how she got here. She began life roughly in her early teens and had to fend for herself, growing up in the streets and ally ways of Waterdeep.

She was never blessed with physical strength and so, in that rough environment was forced to turn to other talents to make her way. Where fate had stiffed her brawn wise, it had blessed her with a sharp mind and quick wit, And later in life, as she grew, the young elf found she had received other useful blessings.

Her body filled out into a curvy buxom thing. A hefty bust swelled from her chest and narrowed to a small waist before the wide flare of her hips giving her a drool inspiring hour glass figure that never seemed to fail her when she learned just how easily men could be manipulated out of their hard earned coin.

Long silky locks of scarlet fell around her shoulders and framed a sweet featured face. Her tanned complexion seeming to compliment  the warm jade of her eyes, further enhanced by the smattering of freckles across her nose. Giving her a deceivingly innocent appearance.

Elsa quickly realized all of these things could be put to even better use. As long as she didn't mind a bit of a roughing up now and then, she found comfort and ease of living in her profession as a prostitute. At least until a nasty occurrence with one of the local nobility and a rather sharp little blade to the groin.

Narrowly escaping the wrath of his wife she fled the city and stowed away on a ship. Hiding until it sailed into ports unknown. And thus she found herself in Sinifer. A land it seemed might just be suited to her particular talents.





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Don't poop on her and don't break server rules. Everything else is negotiable. She's a prostitute She likes it rough. If you have any thoughts/ideas/deep dark naughty secrets. Send a tell :)