A Drow Priestess barely in her second century of life. This obsidian skinned beauty carries herself with poise and confidence.

She has a look of smug contempt on her beautiful, magically preserved face. Her full lips often twisted into a mocking grin, or disapproving scowl.

Her slender athletic frame has been toned to perfection over the centuries, and is covered by expensive form fitting robes or mail, high-lighting her perky breasts, and well toned rear.

She has an air of class, and the scent of jasmine in spring blooms clings to her.



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