Height: 5'8
Age: 31
Weight: 140lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Auburn

Esmerelle plays the part of a commoner well, her physique and mannerisms all leaning towards a style shaped by years of informality and good, honest labor. At least on the outside, and in front of decent, normal folk. Truthfully she is as rotten as they come, born to low-brow peasant parents and raised by the lowlifes skulking about in the less reputable areas of the city.

A rounded face gone slightly thin, her cheekbones are visible only from an angle, showing off a pretty enough face framing a full-lipped smile. She bears few, if any scars or visible markings, though her complexion seems fairly worn despite her age. Her eyes look between her nearest occupants, showing only the slightest interest before casting judgement and moving on to the next passerby, usually as she leans against the nearest wall or fence post looking to relax. Her neck is thing, wrapped with a small necklace or red string, knotted around a tiny gemstone, leading to pleasant collarbones and down to a modest chest. She is neither curvaceous nor womanly in her appearance, her respectable bust hidden beneath a set of comfortable clothing, showing off only the barest for the onlookers of the city.

Her legs, a moderate tone of athleticism apparent in her stride,  are well-walked and have given her a slightly slim appearance from the waist down, her thighs just barely touching together when standing still. She keeps her feet wrapped in a pair of furred boots, thing and light in their make with a fuzzy feel... seemingly the only modest expenditure on her person. Her thighs, toned by walking, mimic her behind, enough for a firm handful yet smaller than most other females who frequent the public locals. Housed between these are a furred and equally tight set of holes, for those she finds appealing enough in the city.

Her attire is a mix of comfortable clothing and a sturdy, if not well-worn coat and set of boots. A belt holds up a surprisingly well-stitched pair of pants tucked into her knee-high boots, all beneath a comfortable (if not homely looking) top. Over it all is her coat, which she is loathe to part with. One could often see her standing about lollygagging, lazily fishing a cigarette and her small Gnomish firestarter from its pockets... said pockets could contain anything from a pair of scissors or a corkscrew, to a flask and a knife depending on the nature of her outing, though some items are never left at home. These objects can be faintly heard rattling around inside of her coat, though she pays them little mind when shifting her movement.

*Lights*
This Character prefers rough and nonconsenual encounters, but is not opposed to something long term if the other person is right. No other hangups, feel free to ask or simply do whatever is on your characters mind so long as it is in RP format. Preference towards Females, but any gender is appreciated. Monstrous races are fine as well.

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