[This description contains scat and other nastiness. You have been warned.]

The fiend is smelt long before she is seen, her presence bringing with it an insult to everyone's noses. Pungent sweat and overpowering musk made for a heady sphere of foul aroma's around her, suffocating anyone who stepped near and forcing their eyes to water. There was both beauty and power in her immense stature, towering over most at some six and a half feet in height. Her shoulders were broad and her arms thickly muscled, the fiend's body an instrument of destruction and the means with which she enacted her easily provoked wrath. Wicked talons were ever at the ready to claw marks in her victims, and the spade of her tail was sharp enough to slash throats open.

Yet it was easier to be disgusted rather than intimidated by her appearance, for the fiend never washed or cleaned herself, instead fond of tasking pathetic pets and other nasty whores with tongue-bathing her majestic physique. Rivulets of stinking sweat drained down the contours of her torso from hairy pits beneath her arms, perspiration beading forth from dirty, dark skin with no stop. The weight of her bust gleamed wet with the drool that so often seeped down her jaw, pushed past thick lips by her slimy slug of a tongue when she spoke. Her fat tits were forever slathered in her spit and sweat, each heavy mound capped with puffy, ring-pierced nipples.

Below, the rippled texture of abdominals pushed against her belly skin with her every breath, her navel deep and the start of coarse pubes trailing way to her groin. The immensity of her junk begged the attention of every cock-loving skank around, the fiend excessively endowed with a monstrous meatclub at least a foot and a half in length. It hung gleaming and greased with the juices of her last victim and had its root in a jungle of dark hair matted down and stuck against her skin, with years worth of dried sweat, crusty cum, and stale cunt slobber.

Like an animal, she defecated and urinated whenever the need struck her, carelessly washing cobblestones with pungent piss and leaving seats dirty with the same greasy shit that caked the back of her legs. Between doughy buttocks lay the puffy and feces-crusted rim of her asshole, pulsing and seeping flatulence just as it often gave way to a filthy ooze of bowel-grease and chunky diarrhea. Keeping her for company meant a constant risk of dry heaving or losing one's last meal.

Closer inspection made her no more pleasant and her arousal could force a queasy expression on near anyone when thick foreskin rolled back to give view of a moist glans dirty with curds of smegma. Her dark cock was thick as a fist and she had the strength of hips to shatter cunts and take lives with it. Much the same the colossal knob was knobbly with blushing warts, ready to burst and shatter in a release of pus sure to bring about possibly fatal infection. She carried with her satchels of leather and other purses, each container alive with the hurried scurry of beetles, maggots, or leeches trapped within.

She is impatient, cold, cruel, but above all, nasty. Every mortal is expected to kneel before her and offer their services, or she will lose both patience and interest in a heartbeat. She will not chase or seduce you; expending no effort until you have proven yourself worthy. You are beneath her, worthless in comparisson, and you must SERVE. Those who do win her affection will be stalked across planes and haunted for all eternity, never safe when the Queen of Filth needs to sate her disgusting desires.

~ You can't clean her dick, instead it will contaminate you ~

[It should be obvious what I like from the description above. You can send a tell if you want to setup roleplay, or simply approach and see what happens. The character is always on the lookout for some sorry skank or nasty slut to add to her harem of shiteaters and pisspigs. But being tricked, conned, or simply overpowered so that she may suffer what she usually enacts on her victims is greatly enjoyed too. She is supposed to be powerful, but I don't give a shit about leveling, so keep dice rolls and PvP away. I'll roll with the punches if you do the same.]