Harsh, almond-colored eyes meet your gaze, small pools that tell of both hardship and triumph. The claymore at her back would suggest the same.

Azarai is a pale woman with the clear blood of an orc running through her veins. She wears her hair in thick, tied braids that tap against her back, burgundy strands clasped with all manner of metal, jewel, and bauble. Following in theme, much of her face is pierced; her ears, the bridge of her nose, and her septum all find themselves interjected by gold hoops or studs depending on the day. Two tusks jut from her underbite, the right one pierced as well, and her lips often coated in black.

The contours of her frame are not outright generous. Her breasts are taut and kept close-to-form, while her rump is tone with just the right amount of give.

Azarai walks with a proud gait. Her form is thick in muscle, and she carries the unmistakable musk of sweat, blood, and labor.

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