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Name: Shulvalldalyn
Race: Dark Elf
Apparent Gender: Female.
House: Myltharin.
Apparent Age: Seasoned Adult.
Height: 5 feet 5 inches/ 1.65 meters
Weight: 144 lbs./ 65 kg
Eyes: Sea Blue.
Hair: Silver.
Scent: Cigarettes. Salt.
Bust: Large enough to be encompassed by a hand.
Body: Muscular, toned, noticeably top-heavy.
Skin: Dark of colour and soft to the touch. The odd trace of a blade's kiss.
Interests: Family, wealth, social ascension, girls, elves, vessels, and a multitude of very nefarious things that shall be left unmentioned.
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Physical Traits
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Imposing and powerful were definitely words one could use when attempting to describe this particular individual of roguish character. Shulvalldalyn's intimidating form rose up to a whole head past most of females of her race, with a matronly silhouette of wide hips, a lavish chest, and a tiny waist that was honed into a form that cast her in the likeness of a goddess of war and fertility.

Her eyes were of a deep blue colour whose sapphire tones spilled out past her pupils and engulfed a portion of their sclera. Her pupils oft gleamed with a blue sheen when light was dim, bringing expressiveness into the realms of eery extreme.

Through her body flowed the physical might of giants. She was a ruinous force to be feared by those who stood before her, with angular features and skin marred with punishment from battle though retainer still of the delicate softness that had once been its one and only ruling property. Its tone was that of a flawless ebony almost as black as the pitch-blackness she hails from.

She was, however, a woman whose heart belonged to the finer things, a fact confirmed by the myriad of jewellery that adorned her facial figure and perhaps even beyond. She was the image of war and beauty coiled together in tight embrace.


Marks
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Nothing noteworthy as of yet.

Piercings
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Numerous beauty enhancements to her facial figure.

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Out of Character & Traffic Lights
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Green: I am, in general, fine with most things. I prefer taking the moments as I see them and get them rather than presenting grounds for a selection from which to choose. Some of the things I enjoy may not actually match Shulvalldalyn's In Character likes, and as such, I will react appropriately.

Rule of thumb: When in doubt, ask.

Yellows: People who randomly and consistently ditch out of ERP without warning. I will mark you and become increasingly less interested in intimate scenarios with you until I deny them outright. The descriptionless. The situational moment of watersports. Dub Con. Rape.

Reds: Child-like concepts of any shape, size or race. Animals. Scat. Gratuitous violence completely void of context during erotic.

The player behind Shulvalldalyn is tell friendly and acceptant of Out of Character arrangements if the offer is undeniably interesting, provided the offering party accepts things may not take place as planned the very instant the ball is first rolled In Character.

By the way.. I raped you whilst you were reading this. Thank you for that.