"The Dark Eldar see the other inhabitants of the Galaxy as little more than cattle, livestock that can be brought to bay or slaughtered at any time. Their fodder, however, is not meat and muscle, but the anguish and despair of the weak. The Dark Eldar do indeed drink blood, but also tears, and most sustaining of all the raw essence of pain that they wring out of their captives."
                   -Inquisitor Lord Czevak

       Name:Dr.Warmi Kinrah
       Age:???
       Sex: Visibly female
       Height: 6' 11"
       Bust: E
       Eyes: Yellow
       Tail length: 3' (Extends to 7')
       Race: Drukhari/Dark eldar
       Occupation: Haemonculus/Surgeon
       
 Noticeable Modifications: Four arms, Modified left eye.

   Description:  Before you stands a creature that only few in these lands may have had the 'pleasure' of meeting, being so vile that most that actually had heard of them before would send shiver down their backs.  Warmi, if that is her name, is a Drukhari, a Dark Eldar, and one of the Haemonculus coven at that.

   Lets start with that face shall we?  A very lithe, almost elven face that could be called beautiful, if it were not for that hideous, uneasy, smile that seemed to be smeared across the good doctors face where ever she went, that maw filled with fang like teeth that look as if they could shred through anything without much effort.  A pair of yellow, mismatched, eyes stare out from behind a pair of glasses at those around her, the left one having a slit for its pupil, much like that of a cats. pointed ears sit on the side of her head, giving her more of an elven appearance.  When she spoke though it was clear she was anything but, her voice sounding otherworldly, almost singing, the pitch changing as she spoke.

   As eyes travel downward one could not help but notice that she had not one, but two sets of arms.  The first set were long, almost too long, reaching clear down to her knees if she let them rest at the sides, ending in hands with horrid looking claws at the end of them.  The second set, leaner, more delicate, might look more fitting for such a creature, usually folded underneath that wonderfully sculpted bust she sported around.  Yes with each graceful step she took those large orbs of flesh would give the most Delicious jiggle to them, and the good doctor was not one to shy away from showing a bit of skin.

   Her hips jutted out, but not obscenely so, just enough to give the woman a curvaceous look to her, with a nice, heart shaped, rear that jutted out behind her, but most might find it hard to stare at as something else was swishing in front of it.  A horrendous tail, looking like it was made of a bone-like carapace, jutted out just above that ass of hers, swishing around behind her, or wrapped around her waist, the tip sharpened into a rather sinister looking blade.  Two, long, legs made up the rest of that lower half Warmi, and nestled inbetween them one would find something not uncommon in this place, a thick bulge that would make an orc blush at the size of it.

   What does she want?  It is hard to say, but surely nothing good can come from a Dark Eldar with so many new subjects to play with.

Reds: Scat, death, general overall nastiness

Greens: LOTS