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<< This won´t hurt, I promise! >>

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At a glance:

Gender: Female

Race: Tiefling... you think.

Height: Moderate, but shamelessly lies through use of heels.

Weight: More than a mouse, less than an elephant

Complexion: Thoroughly exposed (often)

Breasts: Two

Wings: Also two

Horns: What do you know? Two!

Tail: Tw-- no, wait, just the one.


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Valyra might have very well heard of the existence of spells that would help her conceal her less accepted features, such as those ebony curled horns or those batlike, leathery wings that seemed to be too small to serve any purpose but to scream "Hi, don't trust me" to the often prejudiced populace... or that long tail that seems to suffer from an attention disorder for how it appears physically inable to stand still. But Valyra, apparently, has never bothered to sit down and learn it.

Indeed, the demonic tainted creature that strutted down the street, or just stood there, or perhaps just threw herself at you to draw your attention seemed to be quite blatant about her circumstances and those of her birth.

Valyra wasn't exactly bubbly, but she had a cheerful personality that might have very well been at odds with the more bitter, or roguish demeanours expected from her kind. Those pale violet eyes watched the world with an egerness to help the helpless, even if their helplessness was often unbeknownst to her vict-- targets before she helpfully pointed it out to them.

Quick to smile, the tiefling of porcelain skin and lilac tresses had an inhumanely contageous laughter and a body built for bouncing - with curves perhaps a handful too plentiful to be considered fair to those with less unnatural bloodlies, which particularly manifested themselves on those heavy orbs she called 'titties!' and the rounded, plump, wickedly juicy hips and tush that seemed not to enjoy being fully covered by skirts. Admittedly, Valyra was a little plump in other places too - so her arms, legs, and tummy were all rather soft looking rather than perfectly toned.

As per her profession... well, it was actually questionable if she ever was paid for it, but she merrily announced herself as a Trainee Healer!

Not naive or gullible, but perhaps too open minded to new approaches, it was not unheard of that Valyra was at times persuaded to try more... unusual methods of healing the wounded - whether that was to tenderly suck out alledged poison from erect shafts, or to stitch a limb from a corpse onto an injured soldier's amputated leg to help him walk again.


But sometimes, on good days, she was able to place a bandaid on a cut without major incidents.

Or so the legend says.