They always say how you live your life will determine your rewards late in life and in death. For Tessa that was less than what she desired though more than what most would be able to get. Her eyes appear ancient like some one who has lived many life times though her body shows the power and beauty of youth her massive breasts being high and firm on her chest and her thighs and ass still rippling with power with every step she takes. Her hair was the purest white like that of a drowess matron and reaches well past her ass which she keeps bound up with golden clips. Her gender was fairly obvious a large bulge on the front of her often forcefully drawing the eye.

She often holds her self like some one with noble training of some kind or another and speaks in a precise way though has a slight pension for pausing in odd places as if she has forgotten an old word or trying to remember a new one.

Spell craft
DC 10: This women is cursed.

DC 25: She is not of this realm.

DC 35: She carries a cursed brand on her ass.

DC 60: She is a denizen of the Demiplane of dread.