Intro post
Surreal enters warily, oversized green-gold eyes noting each exit and stiletto already in hand. She's quite beautiful, and moves with a deadly grace, a mark of both of her professions, that of whore and assassin. She brushes her hair back behind one ear, revealing their slightly pointed tips, and adresses the room.
"Anyone care to tell me why I'm not in Kaeleer anymore?"
Ty:Surreal SaDiablo, of Anne Bishop's Black Jewels Trilogy. And if she looks sort of like an elf, that would be because of her ancestry, the Dea al Mon are their world's equivalant of elves.
"Anyone care to tell me why I'm not in Kaeleer anymore?"
Ty:Surreal SaDiablo, of Anne Bishop's Black Jewels Trilogy. And if she looks sort of like an elf, that would be because of her ancestry, the Dea al Mon are their world's equivalant of elves.