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Arendreila

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    • Nicknames: Ren
    • Race: Elemental
    • Class: Fire
    • Alignment: Neutral - occasionally chaotic good
    • Age: Appears late 20s, early 30s
    • Size: Average
    • Body Type: Slender, with curves
    • Height: 5'7"
    • Weight: 138
    • Complexion: Tan
    • Hair: Black, long curls
    • Eyes: Bright gold - animalistic reflection
    • Handedness: Right
    • Scars: None visible
    • Personality: A bit quiet, feisty, but friendly enough.
    • Mannerisms: Polite, easily angered at times, but kind-hearted

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    • A more formal attire
    • Thanks for the gift, En! 🖤
  • A desert flower, with quite a thorn.

    There was something peculiar about the woman; she was a beautiful creature, richly tanned skin flawless as far as the eye could see. Her hair was silky black, bouncy with wavy curls that swayed behind her slender body, tone and fit, hips giving way to a sleek waist. Even her eyelashes were full of life, long and dark, framing her peculiar eyes, the first, and most noticeable indication of being something other than quite human. They were a bright, almost reflective golden color, specks of deep red and darker gold freckling the hue. Her lips, naturally flushed, were usually curled into a smile, with an occasional flash of rather white teeth behind.

    Her form was draped in silky soft fabrics, the top tying firmly around her neck, a band of coins across her chest, the fabric ending in golden weave against her ribs, and starting again at her hips, ending near her ankles in a swirl of the luxurious cloth. A swatch of coins and silk stayed tied at the top of her skirt, jingling as she moved. Golden bands were tightly wrapped against her triceps, a ring of the same silky cloth hanging from them. Finally, piercings, three in each side, decorated her ears, and black markings adorned her face near her eyes, tattooed into the skin.

    What was most telling, however, was the heat. It felt as if the air around her carried the weight of a warm blanket, cozy and intoxicating, though for the unlucky few who drew her wrath, it was more akin to the inner infernos of the underworld.

    Just what manner of creature was she?

    [VERY MUCH a work in progress, don't mind the dust.]