Inazana Drannortalas
Inazana is a tall elven woman with skin as white as alabaster and hair the color of moonbeams on a clear winters night. Bright blue eyes gaze out at the world with a knowing quality to them. This is warmed by the way her full lips curl easily into a smile under her delicate and cute nose.
Theres a softness to her body which just adds to the fullness of her feminine curves and the thickness of her thighs and ass, betraying the fact that shes spent a fair amount of time in sedentary pursuits. Her movements are sure and even, lightfooted and graceful making them a pleasure to behold. She carries herself with self confidence and pride but not so much that she appears aloof or arrogant. Its more that shes a woman aware of her power and capabilities who trusts that between her fierce intellect and physical adroitness any challenge can be faced and bested.
A hooded cloak covers the leathers she wears that is inset with little metal adornments that have been blued in a the heat of a roaring forge. Across her back is strapped a Shortbow while a full quiver dangles from a hip. The other hip sports a rapier whose hit gleams as the light hits it, a sign it is well cared for and treasured. Her pack hangs low on her back as a pair of pouches swing off her belt.
Theres a softness to her body which just adds to the fullness of her feminine curves and the thickness of her thighs and ass, betraying the fact that shes spent a fair amount of time in sedentary pursuits. Her movements are sure and even, lightfooted and graceful making them a pleasure to behold. She carries herself with self confidence and pride but not so much that she appears aloof or arrogant. Its more that shes a woman aware of her power and capabilities who trusts that between her fierce intellect and physical adroitness any challenge can be faced and bested.
A hooded cloak covers the leathers she wears that is inset with little metal adornments that have been blued in a the heat of a roaring forge. Across her back is strapped a Shortbow while a full quiver dangles from a hip. The other hip sports a rapier whose hit gleams as the light hits it, a sign it is well cared for and treasured. Her pack hangs low on her back as a pair of pouches swing off her belt.