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 Quick Overview

Name ~ Xal'niera Iliren
Height ~ 5'2"
Weight ~ 103lbs.
Hair ~ Crimson.
Eyes ~ Violet, red in low light conditions.
Skin ~ Obsidian.
Body ~ Curvy.
Race ~ Drow.
Template ~ Lolth-touched.

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 Detailed Description

Despite a rather meager height, Xal possesses a stare intense enough to make most people look the other way or find another object to stare at. A dominant aura surrounds the often leather-clad drow, weapons never too far from her hands, though despite all of her unsocial attributes, she seems able to converse with people just fine, without resorting to violence. At least not right away.

A crimson mane flows from the top of her head, reaching down past her shoulderblades with soft locks framing in the females facial features. The eyebrows crowning over the almond-shaped eyes are the same crimson shade, suggesting that it was the natural colour of her hair. Those almond-shaped eyes are set with thick lashes, the irises a dark violet hue, shifting to a bright red shade when in darkness. Xal's facial features are angular and narrow, with high cheekbones and a slender jawline. Small, dainty nose seated upon her face, with a set of lush, full lips situated below, left unpainted but often glistening with moisture.

Slender, swanlike neck tapers down to feminine, narrow shoulders, the front of that soft neck holding a scar upon the side, as if someone attempted to slash her throat open at one time. Long, athletically-muscled arms drift down from those narrow shoulders, with each slender digit capped with trimmed fingernails painted a dark violet to let her blend more easily into shadows. Two rounded, full globes of flesh adorn her chest, each one easily well over the average man's handful and capped with small, pert nipples that often stand erect against whatever fabric straining back her bust. Xal's waist tapers inwards to give her a rather 'curvy' appearance, coupled with a rather toned, flat stomach that shows just a faint definition of athletic muscles underneath the obsidian flesh of her frame, the smooth expanse broken only by the small concave bellybutton.

Possessing fairly wide, rounded hips that complete her physique's almost-perfect hourglass shape, Xal's behind is rather full and thick, jiggling rather pleasantly when she walks, despite her otherwise athletic grace, perhaps kept in such a state through some magical enchantments as her figure seems to defy logic. Long, lissom legs that seem to stretch on forever with toned thighs and slender calves, though possessing enough strength to easily support her in a fast sprint, or crush a persons head between those thighs. Delicate ankles and dexterous toes, with nails painted the same shade as her fingernails finish off the lengthy legs. Moving back up, following the V-lined curve at the front of her hips lie her feminine folds, shrouding the delightfully tight entrance to her slit, her sensitive clitoris hidden by a small veil of hooding flesh at the peak of those folds. Further along, hidden in the deep cleft of  Xal's asscheeks lies the tight rosebud, promising clenching captivity for whatever would decide to try and probe past.

If ever caught in a particularly vicious mood, Xal's feminine folds are nowhere present, but instead, an overly sizeable male shaft would be present between her legs, hanging down to the middle of her thighs and possessing a girth enough to make even wanton whores cry, complete with a heavy, leathery sack carrying twin testicles the size of a large fist, promising a rather sticky, messy ending to sexual situations.

Often garbed in tight, form fitting or revealing leathers and spidersilk outfits, Xal'niera rarely seems to be ashamed of her body, and indeed would not seem averse to walking about nude at times. Favoring no particular kind of jewelry, but often possessing at least an amulet and a few rings or bracelets, Xal appears fond of enhancing her natural appearance with clothing and accessories to tease the eyes and make men and women alike lust for her, but whether she'd let them indulge in such lusts, is an entirely different story.

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 The lightshow

My greenlights are wild and varied. Everything from the extreme to vanilla, though my moods vary.

My only proper redlights are scat and pedophilia. Almost anything else is negotiable.