A descending form of long flowing, ebony hair cascades along a white robed physique. Dense and full bodied, the length hangs across  a pair of slender shoulders and down over a narrowed back to help frame a face of innocence and untold beauty.

Everlasting softness and strength of power shows in the elegance of this nimble yet full figured female form standing roughly five-three with expansive black wings tipped in star silver at the end of each filament to make an endless blanket fluttering upon this females back withe start like form glittering over her wings.

The whole of her body looks as if she would be better suited for prayer and lyrical melodies in that her muscularture was lacking in obvious physical power, but what she lacked in overwhelming power, she more than made up for in the quick movements that she appeared to use in the blink of an eye. Whether it be to avoid an assault of a foe trying to lay her to the groud in threat or simply dancing out of the reach of someone she is flirting with and playing hard to get with.

Her body being as it was, the eyes would be obviously drawn to the of an ample bust that swelled out in full beauty and delicious curve of sinful delight; two such orbs that would come to hang in the slightest of sag from the supple weight they held.

Held above these two swells that would easily fill the hand of an orc, should one ever get their hangs on her, was that of a glittering silver necklace with a crystal blue pendant at the end that contained a pair of full ruby red lips at the heart of the disc shaped pendant. Such a beautiful necklace gracing a form would show her as a worshipper if not one of the celestial beauties that stands in Sharess's grace and divinity. Such is the woman's name as she speaks it, Selene Anael which is to mean "Moon Angel influencing love, passion and sexuality."

The first and last thing to draw the wanting into her grace is not the nimble and sensual form she held, or that hair, not even the wings or her sweet, sing-song voice that was purest pleasure to the ears. It was her eyes... Two perfect iris's of cerulean blue that held seduction and virginal innocence all in one simple stare and held the eyes as if a hypnotic trance was to be born from them.

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