Iridia

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• Vital Stats

  • Name: Iridia
  • Gender: Transexual Woman
  • Race: Unicorn
  • Handedness: Right
  • Personality: Stoic
  • Likes: Feminine submissives, tobacco, single-malt Islay scotch, Rough and forceful sex, BDSM games
  • Dislikes: Disrespect from her lessers, meat, white wine, tedium

• Description

  She is an imposing creature, to say the least, though not as tall as many other equines at about six feet. She nonetheless has stocky and powerful limbs, and a curvy, feminine frame. She has seen fit to adorn and decorate herself with her riches, and indeed aside from jewelry, she wears only a few wraps of thin, dark silk to conceal her body. Silver spiral armlets and matching bracelets are worn on her arms. A gold ring with an enormous cushion-cut ruby is worn on her right ring finger. A silver tiara is worn, inlaid with emeralds. The tiara rests just below a long and spiralling peralescent horn that juts forth from her brow. Her face is framed by a lush mane of golden, bouncy ringlets.
  
  A heavy necklace of brass byzantine chainmaille holds a weighty brass pendant in the shape of an isocahedron. Each facet of the isocahedron holds a different, iridescent bismuth crystal. A heavy bosom is concealed but hardly contained or constrained by the dark blue silks that wrap over her chest, the material thin enough that if she catches a chill, her teats are quite noticeable pressing against it. Her bare stomach is taut, her waist slim, and her hips are broad. Her buttocks are round and pronounced, just firm enough to hold their shape. A curly golden tail shimmers, falling to about knee-length, always immaculately groomed.
  
  More dark silk wraps her waist and then slips between her legs. Some dangles down in front between her legs. It's quite evident from the way they bulge with the weight of what they hold, that beneath these silks she has equipment more alike a stallion's than of any mare's. If this were a point of shame for her, surely she would go to further lengths to hide her substantial gifts.
  
  Powerful legs lead down onto iron-shod hooves.
  
  Her expression is most commonly quite stoic, her brow sometimes creased in worry, or perhaps thoughts of the ineffable. Her icy eyes hold an enigmatic glimmer, and scents of myrrh and mischief linger in her wake.

• Biography

  A visitor from another realm, little is known of her. Though in the short time she has made her presence known, she has already developed a reputation, one of brazen lustfulness, substantial wealth, and no small amount of cruelty.
  
  Anyone more aware of Iridia's specific race would know that her kind are all fundamentally feminine in outward appearance, though some, such as Iridia, possess less 'female' equipment.