Shadeau

Shadeau Moonith
Status
Race	Prydaen
Gender	Female
Guild	Moon Mage
Instance	Prime

You are Speaker Shadeau Moonith Dictator of the Order of the Black Fox, a Prydaen.
You have limp ears, bloodshot limpid hazel eyes and a bulbous nose. Your frizzy white mane is long and tangled into your wrinkled dress, and is worn loose. You have grey fur with a man-stain white belly and silver marbling, a slender tail and a gaunt figure.
You are slightly under average height for a Prydaen call-girl.
A spiral-cut winter emerald rests on your forehead, just above your eyes.
You have a tattoo of a series of boldly inked lines that start on the upper portion of the arms. Upon closer inspection, the crude lines actually appear to be covering track marks extending from the bicep all the way down to the wrists.
You are in poor shape, as you have only accepted rock as payment from your johns in the past few months and you cannot afford to feed anything other than your vices.

You are wearing a platinum kyanite gwethdesuan, a platinum jadeite gwethdesuan, a pair of dollar store earrings, a flea collar, a shimmering midnight black orchid with a silver triquetra clasp, a dark fox hide sack embroidered with Prydaen forms, a cuddly stuffed black fox, an alluring mistsilk chmir belted with an elegant Xibar topaz-studded moonsilk sash, a hollow crystal armband filled with fake gemstones, a silver bracelet with her pimp's name and phone number on it, an albredine crystal ring, a winter emerald and silver ring, a brown silk candy bag, a buttery yellow tip-pouch and some mismatched high-heels studded with sequins.