~Current dynamic RP extras~
-/These are things that may change through role-play/-

*Her cloak currently smells of Xexria... not that she seems to mind, nor would many know what that smell even is.*

*If a character had true sight or eyes which could pierce through magic, they would notice a most out of place growth of symmetrical bone lining protruding from her back,, thick membrane taut in between to form draconic wings.*

*If one were close enough to scent the clad armored warrior, she would smell as if she had rubbed vanilla seed against her body, one with sharper nose would also detect a slight hint of sulfur and volcanic rock.*

*Her body is also able to recover miraculously fast from lacerations and physical attacks, wounds closing up before one's eyes. She is the kind of creature that would laugh in the face of her opponent as his/her sword were impaled through her.. if only she had pain tolerance to match*

~In character appearance~
Race: Human... Originally
Sex: Female
Age: Early to Mid Twenties
Height: 5'2(157cm)
Measurements: 34-25-30

~Apparel~

Rarely seen without armor, her choice of garment was unusual for most women. Beginning from a thick woolen cloak bearing crimson red contrasting against the silken trim of gold, such a piece would wrap around her neck via a single leather belt binding.

Below, a solid two piece breast plate would form a silver shell around her top half, bound together by three coated leather belts, symmetrical at both her sides. This vulnerability was nulled slightly by two solid metal plates that acted as  lightened Faulds, shielding access to the bindings during heat of battle. Her pelvis would be protected from a similar two piece design, well padded, it would link under and allow the main piece to overlap. A loose plate tasset of skirt like appearance would link around her waist to protect and cover her lower regions forming a third layer that fortified the two overlapping main plates.

Trimmed down pauldrons would guard her shoulders as chain mail, mithril blue in color, would line down her arms, ending where her lower vambrace began. A half gauntlet would form along her forearm ending at her wrist where simple leather gloves would protrude.  

Oddly enough, her knightly armor would be missing the protection of any form of cuisses, this would leave her thighs vulnerable in trade of leg mobility an oddity for one who would already be under the burden of such metal. Returning to what one would consider the norm, from her knees downwards a thick metal Poleyn would connect to her  spiked greaves finally ending with a rather plainly designed saboton that bore the luxury of much padding which would protect her humble feet.

Most of gear would hang from a belt that circled her waist, not having much reason except for acting as a primitive piece load bearing equipment. To her left side, hanging at the middle point between her waist and breast, would be not one but two scabbards in under and over formation, tilting at a common angle so that both her lengthy swords would point down and behind her.

Both her blades would bear names, the first of which she would refer to as her 'Silver Spark' A blade that would crackle with electrical current when drawn out from it's protection. Her second blade she would refer to fondly as the 'Dragon's bite' though dull without magic and bearing only simple carvings.. perhaps she could be coerced into telling it's tale.

~Her Face~

Arayne's face could at times be considered relatively simple, naturally her basic features would not spotlight her out from a crowd, the fact that hardship often suppressed her warming smile was no help to her cause. However her well tendered hair would flutter just past her shoulders, gleaming a magnificent shine of gold. This, paired with her deep almost burning ember like eyes, left her still rather attractive depending on the viewer's tastes.

~Her Body~

Despite not being of hourglass figure, she was still of fair proportion for her light frame. Her smooth almost perfectly untouched skin would normally  remain hidden behind the thick steel plating she wore.

Should one catch her in or create a situation where she was without clothing, her body would would directly portray her active lifestyle. Years of carrying the burden of heavy armor has left her with a surprising amount of upper and lower body strength, despite not being visible through appearance, if one were to prod at her arms, torso and legs, they would find the mild firmness of muscle hiding just behind the softness of her skin.

Her breasts though not as gifted as some others, were proportionate to her size, a full B cup, sharing the firmness of the rest of her body in order to hold their attractive round shape.

Her legs would be long, perhaps slightly round with light muscle and her thighs would enjoy a slight tan, due to the design of her armor. Her pelvis would bear her cushy rear, a balance between fleshy and firmness. Around the front one would find her most delicate region all but devoid of her protective hair, a sign that she removed it regularly.

-/This character is not a holy warrior, instead honor bound. If you are seeking ERP, there is low chance that this character will agree to do so unless properly forced/tricked/persuaded to do so. However the player is open minded and almost always up for good role play and can occasionally be rather perverse./-

~Lights~
(The player is rather open minded to a point but happily enjoys the tamer side of things at same time.)

Greens:
Spontaneous roleplay, Adventure, character development, Intelligent beasts, Things with scales, Males, Females, Both consensual and non consensual scenes, Size play, Large insertions, Constructive use of magic in ERP... lots more but perhaps a bit too embarrassing to openly label

Reds:
My line is pretty much overstepped at excessive gore, toilet and vomit play and anything else that would go against the rules of this server.

-Permission to play granted by Urby-