<< Manipulation, fueled with good intent, can be a blessing. But when used wickedly, it is the beginning of a magician's karmic calamity. >>

~* Ricelle the Enchantress *~

At a glance:

Race: Elf
Gender: Female
Age: Young adult
Build: Buxom
Demeanour: Laid back, friendly, curious, intrepid.
Occupation: Magician of some sort!

In more detail:

Whilst Ricelle's height was rather unimposing, as it befits one of elven blood amongst a sea of interplanar species, there was no denying she commanded a certain attention with her mere pressence.

It wasn't arrogance (at least, not more than one would come to expect from your average elf!), but more a sense of self, a poise and comfort in her own skin that seemed to have moved past the 'oh but what will they think of me' stage of caring.

Fair skinned and of delicate, clasically beautiful features, Ricelle spied the world from behind that curtain of rich violet hair through a pair of ruby eyes that twinkled with amusement more often than not. Age had not yet marked the softness of her cheeks or the fullness of her lips, although these features were often overlooked in her given her more... pronounced bosom. Indeed, her chest appeared well out of place in her otherwise slender, trimmed elven body: Heavy and full, those breasts had a way of jiggling with every step that very much bestowed upon them the 'attention grabbing' quality - and yet, Ricelle rarely sought to hide or disguise them, perhaps taking a self indulget pride in their proportions given her heritage.

Alas, other than her breasts, the rest of her body was, whilst pleasant, fairly average. It was not so much hidden as rarely accented by the young enchantress, but then, her choice of fashion often ranged from practical to provocative depending on what mood seemed to strike her in that given day.

Those who spent any amount of time speaking to the young lady soon learned there was more to her than her figure, though - a keen mind resided in that skull of hers, one inclined towards the school of Enchantment with a particular talent for animation and possession of all things inanimate. Why she chose to waste her talents in such menial things as she did was anybody's guess, given she often channeled her spells for the sake of entertaining herself or others, more of a performer than a spellweaving wonder. And then, of course, there was the matter of what made her tick as a person - what drove her to venture out into this world alone, so far away from the pampered life of comfort her tone and demeanour betrayed.

~* Preferences *~

- Favourites: Male partners, intelligent partners, brutish partners, monsters, beasts, object play, objectification of self or others, non-sexual RP, exceedingly-sexual RP, pretty much every kink under the sun except those listed below! :3

- Mood-Dependent: Female partners and in-between genders (in a sexual context!), being dominant.

- Very unlikely: Romantic relationships, permanent slave/master arrangements.

- Not going to happen: Vore, scat, permanent changes without OOC agreement, underage behaving but "totally adult" characters(duh).