The woman you see in front of you carries herself with poise - though maybe not the kind you'd see upon a ballroom dance floor. Instead it's the kind that comes with experience upon the battlefield. Confidence in oneself.

She dresses most often in what could be described as utilitarian but light cloths, that still convey a somewhat flamboyant touch to them. Lips painted forever lilac, though mostly, she forgoes any other kind of makeup.  

Her other style of dress is certainly just as flattering, but instead of subtle flamboyance it displays a wide array of fine silken colors. Some of the stitches frayed, damaged. In some places even patched. The leather boots that reach her thighs are likewise worn but well maintained. At times caked in mud, sand or dried blood. One might wonder if this was some manner of uniform.




                ~~~OOC~~~


Let's NOT break any server rules.

You definitely could send me a /tell.

     ~Favorite roleplay themes~

Criminal conspiracies, general intrigue

           ~~Naughty bits~~

Men, rough/brutal consensual sex,
vanilla, plot driven, fighters,
romance, sex during adventures.
Infestation, breeding, oviposition, corruption, tentacles, et cetera. No concrete red lights... Except breaking the aforementioned server rules.