Erembour

Portrait

Description
"They say that the one you see..." An exotic beauty enshrouded by darkness and shadows, the woman stealthily lurks about this somewhat strange realm in eerie silence. Highly independent, she despises involuntary servitude and forcing of will, though seems to have a certain respect for law and order. Trusting few, those she does call friend are very few and far between. "Even in these chains you can't stop me..." Standing at 5'1" her lithe, petite frame covered by smoky skin supporting soft curves of hips, a tight little ass, and full perky D cup breasts, her cut-crop length hair a mix of raven black and dusky gray colors. Her solid onyx-colored eyes, somewhat strange and out of place for what most take her for, ever watching and a deep enough look into her gaze oddly sending a chill down one's spine. Her raucous voice emanating from her pale, ivory lips often comes off as snarky though clever, but listen between the words and her body language, gesture, and expression belie her seemingly cold, sinister demeanor. Always clad in shades of blacks and grays, her clothing is usually form fitting yet nonrestrictive of movement as well as frequently being cloaked by a long, dark trench coat and matching hood. Multiple moonlight-silver piercings can be seen adorning her form though if any makings grace her smoky flesh, they are not visible when she is clothed.  While seemingly only young to middle adulthood in age, her wisdom and perception span beyond her years. Her street smarts, brutal honesty, and fearlessness serve her well, even if they sometimes get her into rough spots. Her commitment and loyalty, if it can be earned, is unbreakable by any other than herself. Dexterous, fluid, graceful, she melds with the shadows, taking her enemies by surprise striking swift and true...potentially deadly if that is her aim. Though one peculiarity a person perhaps may notice is that what appears to be a rather ornately designed pair of silver bracers adorns both forearms at all times. Quite the close inspection would be required to discern what they actually are and why they never leave her wrists. "Is familiar hell better than unknown heaven..." The woman you see walking the shadows will not speak openly about practically anything without good reason, particularly herself. Whatever name she just gave you, likely a falsehood. It is left at any time to one's own imagination what dark thoughts may be stirring within the mind behind those cold, icy, depthless voids for eyes of hers... Side note: True form will only be discovered through RP and the development of trust between characters or you poor, unfortunate soul have been marked... "Roots"- In This Moment "Whatever It Takes"- Imagine Dragons "State Of My Head"- Shinedown ~OOC~ Keep in mind with this PC what you see is what you get. However the avatar appears on screen when one is engaging her, that is what they are dealing with at that time. In regard to lights, just avoid the usual server reds. The rest can be dealt with IC. ~Special Abilities~ Note: Special abilities of this creature don't exist per say in NWN, therefore I'm simulating such abilities mechanically where I can with similar abilities and RP'ly where I can not. Questions or simply not comfortable with that, just say so!
Player:	Devil Never Cry
Gender (Visually):	Female
Race (Visually):	Elf