A sultry scent of vanilla and almond curls around this five feet, six inch, dark chestnut haired beauty, wafting out from her with each click of her heels upon the cobblestones, turn of her head or sashay of her hips.

If her scent didn't draw attention the soft tinkle of her jewelry likely would. Her all woman, curvaceous form was draped in jewelry. On most it would likely look as though they had fallen into a dragon's horde, and came back out sparkling with a mismatch of silver, gold and jewels. However on Rigan, it looked oddly right.

Her intelligence is easy to see if one simply gazed up from her breasts into her eyes. The grey orbs held a history,  but not one she is likely to share. Unfortunately where she hails from she is used to most not noticing she has eyes. Not that their looking does them much good for as a Seer she often sees their true intent before they know it themselves.  Or is she merely lucky in her guesses?  

After a few bad experiences in Sinifer City she did try to not share her gift. Eventually that cause issues within her. Her sleep was disturbed with dreams of people she has never met. An accidental bump into a stranger would cause flashes in her mind about their past, present or future. This in turn would cause more nightmares, trapped watching the fate of those she failed to read.

Her grandmother's words now making sense. "A seer that refuses to see, will see too much."



WIP

Red Light: The normal no breaking server rules. No pedo, scat, toilet play, vomit, vore and permanent changes to character without permission.

Whites/Yellow/Green: All pretty colors that my character has yet to define. Just like cake she has to taste it to decide if she likes it or not. ;-)