Subrace: Chondathan
Age: Late Teens
Hair: Tawny Brown
Eyes: Earthy Hazel
Skin: Ruddy and Freckled
Build: Short, Heavyset and Broad-Hipped
Speaks in the dialect of the Western Heartlands.
No visible tattoos, scars or other distinguishing marks.

A devoted Harvestmistress of the Church of Chauntea -- the Goddess of the Harvest -- and a blessed servant of the Gods of Earth in general, Portia has thus far lived a rather comfortable life.  But the time draws near when she must ascend to full priesthood, and that means making her way out of the temple and into the world at large, to face what trials and adversities lie in wait.

Though fat and durable enough, she is physically awkward, short-winded and easily spent from lengths of exertion.  She typically goes barefoot by way of keeping skin-to-soil contact with the earth from which she channels divine power, and her callused soles are testament to a lifetime of traveling so unshod.


GREENS:  Most anything, including Massage, Intimacy and Carnality -- Vanilla or Kinky -- Tribbing, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Masturbation, Strap-ons and other toys, Body Oil, light BDSM, Twosomes, Threesomes, Foursomes, Moresomes, with men, women, hermaphrodites and/or transexuals who DON'T take themselves too seriously.  However...

YELLOWS:  Politically Correct transexuals/transgenders/trans-Siberian Orchestras/transwhatever.  If you're the type of person who gets SO offended if someone says words like "shemale" or "trannie" instead of your secret Pet Synonym of the Week, then you're probably not a fun person overall.  Bye.

Also, vaginal sex (Portia's saving herself for a committed relationship), impregnation and pregnancy (within that committed relationship), mind control (so long as you're a good sport about it, for Luna's sake; otherwise, see "Godmoding" below), Nonconsensual/Rape Play (as long as you're not creepy about it), Food Play.

REDS:  Godmoders and powergamers who give themselves "I press a button, you die" off-the-book superpowers (especially if they dive into big, angry snits if you even joke about that abuse or refuse to play along with it), the usual Scat/Vomit/Pedo/Necro/Permanent harm and cutty-choppy-mutilatey-killy-deathy stuff.  I mean, really!  If you're into any of this stuff, have you considered therapy?


...AND since, by now, it clearly needs to be said, your Tells and my "Tell-Friendliness":

Tells that I love, like or simply don't mind:

-- "Hi, could you tell me where I could find [insert person, place or thing here]?"
-- "Hey, did you see the new [server feature] yet?"
-- "Hi, I like your character!"
-- "Sheesh, Widsy, how many characters do you have?"
-- "Hey, we're having a [party/drinking contest/arena tournament/dungeon crawl/Shard Run/other social event] over here.  Care to join us?"
-- "Hey, something killed me and you're in the neighborhood.  Could you come Raise me?"
-- "Hey, our characters know each other pretty well by now.  What would you say to a date, and maybe some ERP?"
-- "Before we begin, let's talk about our Lights for a moment..."
-- "Hey.  Our last ERP was great!  Can we meet up somewhere and do it again?"
(Just bear in mind that I might not always be available, whether because of Real Life concerns, I'm already off doing something with someone else, I'm up to my ears in balors, et cetera.  Sorry!)


Tells that disturb me, annoy me or piss me off:

-- "Hi, I'm some stranger and you've never met my character and/or me before!  Let's meet somewhere and fuck!"
-- "Hi, I read your Description and I think you'd be interested in my character, even though you've never met him/her before!  Let's meet somewhere and fuck!" ...or, simply, "Nice character!  Let's fuck!")
-- "Hi. my character's a half-angel, half-dragon, half-kobold warforged genasi shemale with two heads and five leg-sized, spiky cocks!  Pretty cool, don't you think?  Let's meet somewhere and fuck!"
-- "Hi, where's [isolated/private area where I am]?"  "Oh, it's [quick description of area's location]."  *complete radio silence as he stalks his way over for some ERP, without even asking me if I'm busy with something -- or someone -- else*
-- "Hi!  Hi!  Hi there!  Hi!  HI!  HELLO?  Why won't you answer my Tells?  What, I'm not good enough for you?  I said 'Hi'!"  (Nevermind that I could be up to my ears in balors for all they know.  You know what's REALLY sexy?  Patience!)
-- "Hi, I've been stalking you with my godlike munchkin stealth skills since Waterdeep!  Let's fuck!"
-- "...what?  You turned my character down in-character because I was creeping you out with my persistent and terrible in-character sexual advances?  Well...he/she/it WASN'T coming on to you!  Yeah!  You just misunderstood me, that's all.  The joke's on you!  No problems handling rejection HERE, nope!"
-- "Boo hoo hoo, you and/or everybody else won't fuck me because I'm a complete toad!  So I'm going to lay a guilt trip on you in hopes that you'll change your mind and fuck me!  Woe is me!  Poor, poor me!  Ohhh, how I had such strong hopes that you'd take pity on me and fuck me!  I think I'll crawl into a hole and die!  Boo hoo hoo..."

(Seriously.  I enjoy ERP, but I am NOT your dial-a-whore.  Maybe you should try putting a bit more effort into your "romantic overtures" if I don't immediately tear off my clothes and throw myself at you just because you clicked my username and said, "Sup?".)