Cerys Sophia

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Claimed By: Kyarie Tilduch (Wife) Name: Cerys Annabelle Sophia Race: Demon Subrace: Succubus Sex: Shemale Gender: Female Height: 6'4 (193cm)/ 5'6 (168cm) Weight: 242lbs (110kg)/ 143lbs (64kg) Build: Muscular, feminine, sylvan Features: Sharp, elegant, elven Skin Colour: Arabian Tan Hair Colour: Platinum Blonde Eye Colour: Gold Apparent Age: Late 20's Birthplace: 230th layer of the Abyss Accent: English, Received Pronunciation Attire: Far Eastern influenced Position: Always Dominant Theme: Exotic seductress Cerys sometimes takes the form of an elf with an appearance that mirrors her portrait and uses the second set of height and weight parameters. Due to her wings and the muscles needed to achieve non-magical flight without hollow bones, she's a lot heavier than she looks in her natural form. Flawless skin, a dusky tan in colour, contrasts starkly with her faintly glowing golden eyes that take you in as if she were drinking your very attention. Her eyes regard you as one would look upon an object or toy; a look that hints she may not even see you as a sapient being capable of thoughts or emotions. The look she gives you is a predatory one, akin to a cat's eyes when toying with its prey. Platinum blonde hair cascades in a silken swathe down her gentle arched back, parted by horns, slender and ridged, that end in thin dagger-like points. Her lips, usually painted with a thin gloss of ruby, pout temptingly with an ever-present expression of indecision. Her figure is as tempting as it is disturbing; twisting the image of angelic grace into that of perversely alluring beauty with bat like wings that rise from her shoulder blades, the membrane between frayed and tattered toward the edges. The fourteen foot wing span is usually cloaked around herself, held in a parody of the angelic metaphor, hooked together with alar-thumbs, to indeed form a living mantle. Slender legs break upward in a statuesque taper, thighs that one would expect to see gracing a race horse tautly held out above the curious joint of the knee, each movement causing the muscle to shape and wane. Her backside, jutted out due to the nature of her legs, sways enticingly with the gentle sway of her hips. Indeed every step causes each cheek to dip and rise should the eye be paying such attention, this rising into a waspish waist and flat stomach; toned muscle usually on open display. Her bust, by no means ungainly, is simply proportionate for her frame, the pert orbs bestowing a more than welcome distraction from her attentive, inhuman gaze. She favours simplistic elegance, with quality materials of a silken or diaphanous nature. One colour complimented with a second, always baring golden jewellery. An ever-present pendant, on the end of a thin, slender chain lies hidden in the depths of her cleavage. [Footnotes] On Dream Weaving: Dream weaving is a rare and enhanced combination of telepathy and emotional manipulation that allows the caster to ensnare a victim's consciousness in a false reality utterly under the caster's control. The quality of the victim's mental prison is up to the artistic skill of the caster, with the most intricate weavers creating a world almost indistinguishable from reality. Whilst trapped in a dream, a victim can be tempted or goaded into revealing information they didn't even know they had stored in their memories and their desires or fears can be made manifest to delight or torment. The victim's body is still subject to all the needs of life and if they are not roused, cared for or escape the dream, dehydration, muscle atrophy and starvation become fatal issues. Cerys is a masterful dream weaver and uses her natural empathy with mortals to create worlds of fetishistic debauchery that ensnare victims in eternal bliss so she can feed on the emotional and 'sexual' energy they release. A victim must be emotionally open to the caster (often victims of seduction) to be affected and can make a DC 30 will save at anytime to disbelieve the dream and escape. The considerable preparation necessary and the fact too much external stimuli will rouse a victim makes it impractical as a tool of combat.
Player:	Succubus School
Gender (Visually):	Female
Race (Visually):	Human