Athoa Fiercehoof

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((I'm in a happily committed relationship outside of the game. So can any sort of flirty OOC talk. Not interested in any sorta stuff outside of just getting my RP on here. Don't wanna spend time talking about the finer aspects of fapsturbating with strangers on the interwebs))

Currently:
-Wearing some manner of jester outfit.
-Hair a pure white feather tied to one of her dreadlocks


Race: Satyress
Height: 6'5
Build: Shapely, strong
Skin: Dusky
Hair: Black
Eyes: One yellow, one blind

When a particularly free-spirited Satyr goes for a jaunt around the planes, getting into all manner of shenanigans, who knows what sort of transformations he might end up going through?...

-=Appearance=-
There are no female satyrs. Not really. Common rule. Well known fact. And yet Athoa seems to break that rule. Well, sort of. Mostly. Not really. Perhaps. Standing taller than most men, the dark-skinned, black-furred, satyress's height is brought into greater prominence by the large curved horns sprouting through her black hair. She keeps that thick mane of hair in a mixture of dreadlocks, braid, and unkempt locks. Beads, feathers, and bones are placed amongst the hair in a decorative fashion. A pair of smaller horns sprout from her forehead, just under her hair-line. The larger horns though, are quite a feature. Cuving back, they change in shade from one similar to her skin-tone, through a hue like horn and ending up in something that can be described as blue. Her face is attractive, though it holds a mixture of womanly traits and something more animalistic. Her ears are those of a goat and her nose ends up in something a little flat. At one point both of her eyes were the same piercing yellow shade, though that was before the long jagged scar that now runs through her right eye, leaving it milky.
Should she be relieved of the somewhat sparse mixture of metal and leather that she normally wears, her body would be revealed as quite a sight to see. Shapely and curvy, strong muscles sit underneath the fat that forms those curves, the result being quite pleasantly feminine. That all stops when one's eyes reach the point between her fur-covered legs. Sprouting from between all of that shaggy black fur, a member of quite beastly size sits, ready to be used as the Satyress might see fit.

((No poops, please.))
Player:Gloomwards
Gender (Visually):Female
Race (Visually): Human