//Lights are at the bottom, feel free to ask questions and shoot me tells.

The woman's striking white hair and vibrant golden eyes mark her a child of some divine blood. She seems young yet, but a grown woman nonetheless, mature in her features and bearing alike. Her build, that which armor and modest clothes didn't hide, was athletic and modest. Her bust was small, her rear accentuated and pert, her hips just wide enough to recreate that vaunted flair so many sought.
Asariel held herself with some poise, not quite the same self-importance of nobility, but closer to that of a knight. She didn't seem terribly stern, though, small smiles frequent on her lips.

//NOTE: Lights are mine, not the character's. She's proper and old-fashioned. Mostly.
//Preferences: Surprises, walkups and invitations, abuse, public teasing, coercion, corruption, drugging, blackmail, rough, handsy sorts, animalistic-featured, bestial sorts, animals, creatures and animals, creativity, any gender (though men will for now have the easiest time), seduction (both ways), groups, semi public erp and teasing, public but in whispers, things bigger than her!

Maybes: Body modification, slavery, collaring, anything permanent. Rape, kidnapping, etc. Run it by me, and feel free to ask!

NOPES: Scat, gore, vore, anything toilet-related, femboys, feminine men, pregnancy, excessive filth and dirt and grime and nasty things.

Anything else/dubious, ask!