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Big lusty ERP character. If you like what you see please just feel free to message and we can see about setting something up. Literally - ask away! Super tell friendly and I often don't have ages to play the game so it's easier if I'm not waiting round with setup.

Rahalat is a dark-skinned desert nomad shemale who's trickled her way onto the isle. She is half-witch, half-swordsman with a cruel streak and a big fat cock.

I will either be dominating you, or, if you have a cock, you can dominate me! Simple! Or I might dominate you if you're a girl with a cock.

WHITES - Things I'll adore if you do, absoulute favourites, but not mandatory:

All aspects of toilet play; enslavement; breeding; non-con; other nasty filthy stuff like unclean cocks; collaring; lactation; general weird shit.

GREENS - Every RP if you can please

Rough sex, either giving or taking. Name-calling, humiliation, spitting, hair-pulling, anal.

YELLOW - Would consider for a nice RP

Passionate sex; soft sex; 'loving' sex (not to say I'm against forming an IC relationship of some sort)

RED - Nope

Server rules, childlike play.

Bio
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Standing a little taller than the average woman at 5'8, Rahalat cuts an imposing figure. Broad shouldered, and hipped, wirey muscles string around her arms where necessary, but she has a pleasing little belly from good living, flaring wide hips and a bubble butt that jiggles pleasantly on touch, matching the large, veinour milk-sacks sitting on her chest. All in all, a fine bit of woman and a fine bit of breeding meat.

What sets her apart, though, is the long cock tucked into her drawers. A little...odd, it is nevertheless generally human, uncut and musky, with a pair of leathery balls hanging below. Behind sits a tight little arsehole, her cunt so tight and dominated by the presence of the cock that it's nearly inaccessible -- *nearly*.

Tattoos stripe her body in places, and she generally stays wrapped up, albeit with a few bits of skin showing given this less hostile climate than the desert.

Hailing from the Raz'hadi tribe of the Anauroch desert, Rahalat has had a relatively unremarkable life. An intense battle several years ago left her one of the only people left, and without a tribe in the next fuck-knows radius she shrugged and decided to make it on her own, realising her magical potential on the way to the isle to satisfy her penchant for depravity.