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== Physical Description: ==
   
 
Lean of hip and long of leg, she saunters across the planes of reality as if she were a living ember.  Lithe and smoky, she boasts an ample swell of breast, a regal arch of neck, and a complexion that drinks the sunlight until it fills her with its warmth and radiance. She reflects that back onto the world; those in close proximity can feel it emanating from her.  She's calm,  often accused of being aloof, and carries herself with the grace and growing confidence of royalty. But, she wears her passions in her eyes, with smoldering looks and parted lips, the latter often painted with deep reds, or luscious browns to match her eyes.
 
Lean of hip and long of leg, she saunters across the planes of reality as if she were a living ember.  Lithe and smoky, she boasts an ample swell of breast, a regal arch of neck, and a complexion that drinks the sunlight until it fills her with its warmth and radiance. She reflects that back onto the world; those in close proximity can feel it emanating from her.  She's calm,  often accused of being aloof, and carries herself with the grace and growing confidence of royalty. But, she wears her passions in her eyes, with smoldering looks and parted lips, the latter often painted with deep reds, or luscious browns to match her eyes.
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She prefers to cloak herself in richly hued fabrics, always modestly cut, but always the exact weight to make each garment hang and hug every feminine curve.  And, there is no mistaking... she's a woman. Thick lashes surround those dark topaz eyes. Her brows are waxed - manicured to frame each expression - transforming even the slightest frown into sumptuous, frightening allure. Her hair is sable, almost black; a halo of soot and smoke drapes over straight, slender shoulders and is left to cascade in thick waves down her back. She wears little jewelry and boasts modest adornment; her only accouterments are that of a gnarled wooden stick and a small black, silken pouch fastened at her hip.
 
She prefers to cloak herself in richly hued fabrics, always modestly cut, but always the exact weight to make each garment hang and hug every feminine curve.  And, there is no mistaking... she's a woman. Thick lashes surround those dark topaz eyes. Her brows are waxed - manicured to frame each expression - transforming even the slightest frown into sumptuous, frightening allure. Her hair is sable, almost black; a halo of soot and smoke drapes over straight, slender shoulders and is left to cascade in thick waves down her back. She wears little jewelry and boasts modest adornment; her only accouterments are that of a gnarled wooden stick and a small black, silken pouch fastened at her hip.

Revision as of 23:59, 7 July 2020


Physical Description:

Lean of hip and long of leg, she saunters across the planes of reality as if she were a living ember.  Lithe and smoky, she boasts an ample swell of breast, a regal arch of neck, and a complexion that drinks the sunlight until it fills her with its warmth and radiance. She reflects that back onto the world; those in close proximity can feel it emanating from her.  She's calm,  often accused of being aloof, and carries herself with the grace and growing confidence of royalty. But, she wears her passions in her eyes, with smoldering looks and parted lips, the latter often painted with deep reds, or luscious browns to match her eyes.



She prefers to cloak herself in richly hued fabrics, always modestly cut, but always the exact weight to make each garment hang and hug every feminine curve.  And, there is no mistaking... she's a woman. Thick lashes surround those dark topaz eyes. Her brows are waxed - manicured to frame each expression - transforming even the slightest frown into sumptuous, frightening allure. Her hair is sable, almost black; a halo of soot and smoke drapes over straight, slender shoulders and is left to cascade in thick waves down her back. She wears little jewelry and boasts modest adornment; her only accouterments are that of a gnarled wooden stick and a small black, silken pouch fastened at her hip.