"I don't particularly want your soul, sweetheart. I want it all. Your mind. Your body. Your love. Then perhaps, i'll consider such terrible cliche."

[Name]: Rheah

[Sex]: Demon (Whatever is most tormenting at the time, though i'll limit this female/shemale - for sake of not having to rewrite this bio again.)

[Age]: /

[Height]: 6'2"

[Build]: Heavy, Muscular, Curved.

[Class]: Abyssal Ranger / Bard of the Red Court

[Special Abilities]: Immunity to Fire, Immunity to Paralysis, Immunity to Sleep, (Ex) Abyssal Flame (Area of Effect), Track Mortal, Summon Companion (Wolf, Fiendish)

[Appearance]:

This tall creature is something plucked from a twisted mind of fantasy and nightmare. Ebony skin, tinted with a reddish hue is stretched over a vexing frame of feminine curves, and monstrous beauty.
   Night-black hair tumbles down from the crown of her head, parted by curving horns that sweep upwards grandly to wicked points. The long tresses spill down around her body like a waterfall of ink, silhouetting her bodice in a most distracting manner. This mantle of atramentous strands frames a face of regal beauty and tempting features, her crimson eyes darkly ochred and sultry seem ever crawling over you. Rheah being one of the tentative few beings, whom -always- seem to be looking back at you, whenever your eyes are upon them. High cheekbones, full, plush lips and a paradoxically cute nose mark all the features of a well-bred human. Though the demonic blood slightly elongates her ears and sharpens her expression, finishing the perverse warping of an otherwise highly comely appearance with a a crimson forked tongue.
    Her neck is often graced by a tight choker, from which hangs a pentagram inset within a metal pendant. This item appears arcane in nature, and often used as a focus for summoning rituals. The method this fiend acquired it, likely dark and dubious. Well formed shoulders hint at an aptitude for physical practice, easily managing to account for the enormous swell of her bosom, letting her appear the waspish hourglass shape, while in fact being somewhat more muscular. The enormous shape her her bosom is often bore with pride, showing off a cleavage, which could only be described geographically as 'a valley'.
  Suffice to say, her waist appears waspish, if not for the taut, toned muscle waning with the snake of her wide hips in step. Thick, powerful buttocks driving her forwards with a noted "jiggle" from the round flesh.
That distracting booty, was naturally perched above a pair of tapering, gorgeous pins. Sweeping the eye downwards gracing a the eye with mouthwatering thighs, knees which seemed sturdy and well jointed, and taut calves finishing in decidedly petite feet, for a creature of her ravishing shape.
Naturally, all of the above was wrapped in dark leathers, pulling tightly around the heavy curves of this fiendish creature.
Wings blossomed from her back, parting from her flesh between the shoulder blades, a leathery membrane stretching out across the framework of hollow bones and sinew. Suffice to say, her weight was mostly due to knotted muscle, and demonic flight was possible after those powerful legs jumped her into the air in great bounds.

[Intimate Details]:

At the apex of those tempting thighs can be one of two things:

FEMALE: The leather of her clothing pulled between her legs, showing off the soft mound of female folds. The clothing leaving very little to the imagination as your mind was left to wander on just how tight the channel behind those neat folds was going to be....

SHEMALE: At her loins was something warped and demonic, tainting the delightful figure with the alien presence of a thick bulge tenting out the leather. Revealed would be a girthy, monstrous shaft. Adorned with soft backwards facing barbs of flesh to torment the inner lining of a woman's canal with shocks of pleasure. The crowned head, encircled with hard, blunt crests that served to further stimulate any tight passage it was delving into.
At the base of this fleshy weapon, hang a large mass of four of fist sized testicles, the sack hairless and slightly leathery in texture. Each of the glands filled with a virile, vile mixture intent on seeding an unfortunate victim to her lust, often they seemed tight and achingly primed. Ready to flood a beloved 'friend' with a virile batter.

[Equipment]: She carries two wicked looking swords at her hips, jagged and black shards of metal designed to pierce flesh, and tear on the way back out. Her body is adorned with numerous enchanted items, that amulet, rings on her fingers. A belt tight around her waist. You get the idea i'm sure.