Full Name: Szelandria Felweaver
Title: Magistrix
Race: Bloodelf / Sin'dorei
Gender: Female
Age: ca. 1700
Apparent Age: 25
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Occupation: Freelance Model

Description:

Szelandria Felweaver, born to the family of Truthmakers - her maiden name, is a sorceress and artist unlike any other you may have encountered on your journey. A bolt statement indeed, if it weren't for her rich and playful personality and her captivating presence. Seldom unnoticed by her surroundings, her upright and gentle posture demand a well-mannered and focused interlocutor who may think alike and share their sense of pride to belong to the highest of the high society. Buried underneath your active thoughts you may find yourself eager to please her as her gentle face and warm smile may feel like a goodie for your soul, while her deep gaze promises to be unpredictable, able to lash out and turn any conversation into a display of dominance as she radiates a sick force of will hidden behind her facade of good will and trustworthy appearance.You simply feel the urge to never stand on her bad side. Although her impactful aura may seem intimidating at first, she seems to handle her surroundings with care - never truly forcing her will on others, thus all of these bad aspects you may notice, feel like hostile illusions your ego may project in order to keep you at bay.

Szelandria is able to carry her wellshaped, lightly toned body with grace, almost as if she follows a certain rhythm of life unheared by many. Her likeable, gentle shapes of her rounded, diamond face put the most beautiful women into shame as even without any artful makeup added to her gorgeous visage, she remains a timeless eyecandy - a sight to behold. Her expressions are often mixed with the youthful charme of an adventurous and curious elvish individual and the strict and focused gaze of someone of an age of knowledge and deep understanding. She likes to keep an respectful distance towards others, although her inviting manner seem to tell otherwise - given her choice of attire and playful display of her womanly charme, she has become a paragon of a femme fatale. Her head is carried by her lean neck which gentle muscles seem to long for a necklace and a handful massage. Underneath her orderly and clean - mostly loose clothes, she carries a handful pair of teardrop shaped breasts which accentuate her perky, puff nipples rather well as her swollen hills seldom miss the chance to earn a glimpse on her inviting cleavage. Something about her chest seems so soft and willing one might lose their process of thought and feel an urge to love her body. Following her flat belly and narrow sides, her womanly hips expand enticingly, to a point where one might seek comfort in her embrace. With a sinful swing, the curve of her pubic reveal trimmed, soft hair which grow in density and softness as they progress to embrace both sides of her soft mounds, colouring the swell of her labia in a deep dark red. Her pink pearl thrones over her fleshy flower as she reigns as the true - crownless - queen of her utmost, darkest desires.

Accompanied by her thick thighs her bum is shaped into a low pear, with the shape of a heart turned on its head, with her pointy feet aiming at the small of her backside. Who may ever has been the first to harvest her ripe fruit, must have been lucky indeed as even her well-hidden, smooth rose is worthy of praise and whorship. Her figure ends in long legs, swaying gently to their curves as they gather into small and beautiful feet which toenails carried the same red colour of her fingernails and hair.

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Lights:

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