Lore check: 15 and below (She seems familiar if shrouded by a veil of magick. She smells highly of cookies, and baked goods and too much like whiskey.)

Lore check: 15 -30 (She bears a striking resemblence of the minature pup seen at Nyieth's side at times..but how can that be? But she also reminds you of the "Sa'Diablo" 'Crumbles' girl servant. Gingerbread, cocoa, whiskey and cream near a sugar coma aroma!)  

Lore check: 30 and above (Send tell)
------,;---'{@  Nepenthe  @}'---',,------


Remember that feeling of having that one girl who has always been there and took all the bullshit, been your friend and was just one above the pals. Then one day she can't take it anymore and leaves you fiending for more, like some sort of addiction that was every part of your life.

Comfortable stability, and still carefree with just a shy fountain of ancient wisdom she was the one who could make you FORGET anything and make you feel like you were all of it at the same time...that is called Nepenthe; (Ne-pen-thean) something capable of causing oblivion of grief or suffering.

Once you shook off that familiar all at once aura and rush of emotion and blinked clearly you would see that she was rather plain in appearance, nothing that would really capture attention and yet it was still something that kept drawing you back into seeing minute details.

The color of her eyes? Were they blue?..No they were too silver...they reminded you the color of the moon. Bright and expressive. Yes, you finally settled they were a shade of grey, like stones. Her nose was somehow longer and it was decorated with a black stud right beneath her nostrils in the middle of her upper lip.

And were those furry ears atop her blonde head? ...Backtracking your eyes to her tail, yep thats what it was...large, fluffy, bushy even and paws not feet but the more you stared they shifted into boots and back again. She had thick calves, and even wider thighs, broad flaring hips and a quite an ass to handle. She wasn't heavy but definitely not a twig. Up and down dips, curves and waves. Was she the dog you played with over the weekend? Aka, Man's best friend.  

Wait her hair...bleach blonde, with sun darkened highlights, long rolled dreadlocks, braids and things tied into it keys, seashells, rings, ribbons, leather and string, even twigs and flowers anything it seemed that caught her fancy, again it made you think of the moon and just forgetting everything beneath the calm.

Indeed the more you stood close to her the more she smelled of the warm sun, lounging near a campfire in the woods..yes she held that woodsy smoke flavour.

Your eyes rise higher how could they not, she was just too much to look at with a chubby waist and more than two handfuls to play with and large nipples.Then there was her skin it was a mocha tan sort of coffee tone, bland with a few pocks and scars here and there, scratch marks and long slender fingers with small dainty wrists and hands yet they weren't soft or delicate they held strength, roughened and calloused from work if not lots of wear n play. Her arms however matched that of the rest of the woman curvy and round over small shoulders that slide to a rather slender neck and rounded face that fell upon your gaze, a faint smirk that says it all...

"Finished raping my body since you clearly undressed me with x-ray vision." And that's when it would hit you those had been your thoughts all along the way and how she would look naked and bent over.

Wait what was she wearing, again came that first impression she really didn't stand out and so you had to focus your gaze on her current outfit. All without a word spoken, leaving you feeling briefly confused or that sense of deja vu before she seemed to vanish in the crowd.
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