Dusk till Dawn

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Description
===============STATS===============
NAME:  Dusk (and sometimes Dawn)
RACE:  Changeling
BIRTH:  Vaasa
PROFESSION:  Assassin (Thief)

COHORTS:  Citadel of Assassins
DEITY:  Beshaba
       Black bracelet, antlers
       Black antler tat, lower back
NOTABLES:  

HAIR:  Raven
EYES:  Bile
SKIN:  Dusky

===========APPEARANCE===========
 A dusky creature of unearthly grace stands apart, a full five foot eight changeling with long raven-black hair that falls in sharp edges down her back. Those thick strands frame a rounded face, with unnaturally large almond-shaped eyes that hold a pair of hazy golden eyes, each darkly canopied by thick and lengthy lashes. Usually hidden, a pair of luscious and rouge-touched pillows utters words in a husky purr.

 The creature is lithesome, a toned and graceful physique dusting her body with muscle. Narrowed shoulders lead to a tapered waist and abdomen, which in turn flares out into a pair of womanly hips. Two luscious mounds remain set high on her chest, each certainly more than a handful though just shy of being described to as large. There's a certain and surprising thickness to each thigh, the woman both a natural runner and combatant.

 If there is one asset of hers worth noting, it would be the posterior. Her ass. THAT ass. What sells the Dusk's promiscuous nature in her sensual lower body,the woman's bottom is positively plush with gorgeously rounded cheeks that settle into a perfect heart-shaped swell. Usually packed into tight fitting outfits, her rear fills them out nigh obscenely, possessing quite the healthy jounce that practically begs to be grabbed.

================BIO================
The woman known as Dusk is somewhat an enigma. A creature born and raised deep in the mountains of the frozen North. The girl was raised and trained early on in her life by a nefarious group that plagued Vaasa and Damara's landscape, turned towards the shadows as many young orphans were.

Dusk eventually grew and came to be tasked with a comming of age ceremony within the Guild:  her first kill. It was a simply task, kill a priestess of Sharess on visit to one of Ilmater's Temples in Damara. A task that would, hopefully, cause increased tensions between the religions, or at least stop any foreign intervention by other powers, something the Guild sorely did not need. Dusk waited and watched, took note of the ceremonies and visits. And finally plotted to break into the woman's resting place while she and her guards were away. However... things did not quite go the way they were intended.

Dusk was stopped; the woman was a far more powerful cleric than suggested, the priestess easily recovering from the initial ambush before binding the would-be assassin. What followed next was a far different form of coming of age ceremony, yet one that left a permanent mark upon the changeling. It wasn't long after that she departed her homeland and made off on her own, with a strange and confusing luck that seemed to draw her right to the lands of Sinfar.

=============THE CURSE=============
Magic is a dangerous thing, but the Divine even more so. The priestess had placed a curse of sorts upon the changeling, something to "teach her good manners." The creature in question has a particularly embarrassing secret, one that has made it nigh impossible to perform her profession, and has reduced her to petty thievery.

A spank. As (bad) luck would have it, the girl's bottom is the source of the curse. A single slap drawing pleasure to that naughty erogenous zone. Yet with each increasing motion in a short period of time, the woman grows more meek; docile. The curse warps her personality down to its core, remaking the woman as Dawn: a soft, pliant woman ready and willing to follow instruction. It's gradual and fades over time, and something she desperately attempts to hide.

================OOC================
I generally enjoy long-term roleplay, adventuring, killing stuff, and generally engaging in group scenes. DM plots too! As for the more inappropriate pleasures, I tend to like fantasy oriented content: Cursed armor, nefarious spells, DnD nonsense! Transformation. Hypnosis! One gets the picture.
Player:DemonicFlower
Gender (Visually):Female
Race (Visually): Human