Race: Demon (Incubus)
Height: 6'6"
Weight: 236 perfectly toned pounds.
Hair: Black
Eyes: Molten white
Class: Fighter
Deity: Malcanthet, Demon Queen of the Succubi

Detailed Physical Description (Elven Form):

The Elf before you is tall and lank with handsome, roguish features, and ageless eyes. He wears his armor like a glove, or a second skin. Smiles come easy to the Elven warrior. His onyx hair and silver eyes seem to consume every speck of darkness around him. Above the belt, his physique seems almost human, as though his parentage were mixed rather than pure. Even beneath layers of mail and plate the tone of his abs, pectorals, biceps, and triceps look fit for a Titan or Grecian God.

Detailed Physical Characteristics (True Form):

Above the neck: The Incubus's hair flows past his shoulders to the middle of his back in long, straight, onyx waves; his black mane resembles nothing so much as thread of black diamond. A high brow and high aristocratic cheekbones frame a hawkish nose and thick, cruel lips. His skin is darkened by the fires of the Abyssal layer he dwelt upon before departing the lower planes.

Although, the most distinctive feature of the Demon's face are his eyes, molten white eyes burn within wide double lidded eyelids. The Fiend's eyes are hot--like the fiery brands employed by Nalfeshnee to torture Larvae in The Pit of Woe--his eyes seem to burn into mortal flesh with each cruel stare, or leering glance.

Below the Neck: Although Incubi are often thought of as the whipping boys of the Abyss. However, The Incubus before you possesses the physique of a Titan or Grecian god. The Demon's arms are nothing less than levers of cruel, corded muscle laid down upon ephemeral fulcrums of Abyssal energy. Biceps and Triceps fit more for the arms of a Minotaur or Stone Giant lead down to massive fists that ripple when the fiend's hands cut through the air, swarming with abyssal energy. The mystery of his imbuement is immediately apparent to any who look upon his knuckles, wrists, or around the length of his biceps. Round biceps, wrists, and upon his knuckles are Abyssal script, Tattoos dripping with a deep, unholy, ruby radiance.

The Fiend's pectorals and abdominals standout like the muscles of a smith who has worked the Abyssal Forges of Malcanthet for eons. Wrought prominently upon his chest is a tattoo of two great wyrms: a Styx and a Howling Dragon coupling in a maelstrom of Brine, scaly limbs, sex, and pain. Round the Great Wyrms, a halo of Abyssal fire upon which three circles of Abyssal glyphs writhe.

Below the Belt: The fiend rarely wears anything more than a sword belt with rapier and dirk and a studded leather kilt-like garment. Like his arms, the Fiend's legs are fit more for the body of a Giant, Minotaur, Titan, the Avatar of a Demi-Power, or the Aspect of a Demon Lord. The muscles of his legs strain against Abyss tinted skin. Every inch of his skin is like pale garnet--burned a deep caramel hue by the fires of his home plane.

The scents of Brimstone, leather, blood, sex, and sin cling to the incubus like a rich cologne.

Other Pertinent Details: The Incubus has a faint Elvin accent in his mortal form. More often than not he masquerades as a handsome human, or Moon Elf Swashbuckler; a holdover from his mortal life before he was transformed into a fiend at the command of Malcanthet, Demon Queen of the Succubi.

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Greens: Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Tit-fucking, Dirty-talking, giving cum facials, cream pies, swallowing, risk of pregnancy, hate-sex, non-consensual scenes, humans, elves, demonesses, she-devils, group sex, threesomes (M/F/F), Roleplaying, adventure, conversation, strong heroines and villainesses.

Yellows: Lactation, Threesomes (M/M/F), Double Penetration, Triple Penetration, Heavy Torture/Bondage, Vaginal Fisting, Tentacles, Body Modification, Fear Play.

Reds: Herms/Transgendered/Intersexed Partners. Dwarves, Gnomes, Halflings, Equines, Canines, Felines, Kitsumi, and other furries. Males, anal fisting, urine, feces, pregnant partners, forced sexual orientation/identity. Permanent death or maiming. Humiliation (public), God-moding, meta-gaming, characters with no personality or weaknesses.

Please Roleplay the discovery of Malaphar's nature and alignment, like I said I hate meta-gaming--and feel free to send me a PM if you'd like to play or chat.