[Quick Overview]

Race: Dhampir.
Height: Five Feet, Ten Inches.
Bust: E.
Eyes: Bright, Crystal Blue.
Tone: Alabaster.

[In Depth]

[Head]

Starting at the top of Eire's head sprouts a rich, thick; shiny ebon mane of long, silken tresses that flows down over her shoulders, and most of the way down her back to the outwards curve of her ass.  Oddly natural, and black as midnight; It's obvious from the appearance alone, that the woman places a great deal of time, and effort into taking proper care of every last strand.  Eire tends to allow the right side of her bangs drape down over her eye without much realizing it, this is prevented by a silver circlet that she wears when she's in combat to keep her hair out of her eyes.  At times she wears the entire length in a pristine, tightly laced french braid; other times, with long, small braids down along the sides of her ears.

Eire's face is soft, yet angular in it's features.  Tight, alabaster softness reflects a slight shine over the curves of her facial features.  High cheek-bones, her eyes sit shallow in her their sockets; bright, sparkling baby blues.  Her stare radiates a warmth, a pleasant welcoming to it's study.  She's almost always smiling, plumply plush kissers slicked over in a glossy, deep crimson most of the time with straight teeth behind.  Hidden in her mouth, behind her upper canines sit her retractable fangs.  She doesn't show these to anyone at all, their existence not noticeable.  Her nose is sharp down it's bridge, then softens up near the tip.  Ears; pierced twice on each side in the lobe, no slant at all in her ears; indicating that she has no elven blood in her to speak of.  Eire usually wears black eyeliner to bring out the contrast of her sparkling, blue eyes against her pale complexion.

[Shoulders to Waist]

Eire's shoulders are feminine, yet broad.  She's lightly muscled in her arms, and along her back from where she built up an art with her bow.  She's left-handed; this leaves her left arm just slightly stronger than her left, this is really only noticeable when she draws her bow, or flexes.  She's got the figure of a buxom female with a light, tight tone to her tummy.  Her abs don't much show, unless purposefully flexed, much like her arms.  She's curvy, with a light plumpness tightening her skin out over her frame just enough to leave a softly pliant jiggle to it's features.  No inks, no scars; yet.  Cute navel that dips down into the middle of her belly.  Her hands are equally cared for in the same detail that is given to her hair.  Lacquered nails shine when the light hits them, she leaves the color it's own, declining to change the native color of her nails at all.  Lastly, her bust; heavy masses of E-rated plumpness adorn her chest in all of their gravity-respecting glory.  They're large for an archer, to compensate for this; Eire will typically tighten her leather armor to pen her bust against her chest as much as she can possibly tolerate with comfort; keeping the weight out of her firing draw.  Nipples; soft pink, perky.

[Waist and Down]

Eire's waist pulls in just above her hips before her figure flares out to the sides to complete an alluring, hourglass form.  Her tummy's flat softness gives way to the way between her milky thighs.  No wrinkles, no imperfections on the surface of her flesh can be found; yet.  The space between her thighs shows off her cute, plumply labia'd slit.  It's softness conceals her clit entirely.  Pink between, alabaster outside.  On the inverse side; her bubbled, rounded backside swells out from the slight curve she tends to hold to her back.  Her legs are cared for in much the same fashion that the rest of her body is; cleanly shaven, not a hair to be found on her body below her head.  Eire's knees are kept well, oiled; and bathed with lotion daily to keep any dryness at bay.  Her calves strong, and firm.  Lastly; her toenails are kept in the exact same state as her fingers, save for that they are trimmed up to the tip of her toes.

Reds: Vomit, scat, vore.