lol greta

Standing considerably taller than your average gnome but not quite
approaching the height of your average bear, [name] is a fell young creature
with deranged eyes – blacker than a cleric’s criminal record - and an odd
tendency to stare disconcertingly at one’s throat.

She disarms the innocent with her appearance – that of a young woman,
considerably heavier than the wiry elven maidens that seem to plague her
everywhere she goes, indeed appearing unable to really run at all due to a
chest region that at times – when unfettered by a bra or such - seems almost
nomadic, and which is matched by the rest of her body. [name] disproves
quite effectively the legend that there are no fat [race and/or
demographic.] However, [name] is startlingly agile and even more startlingly
strong, able to pound the unsuspecting into submission and then clinically
dissect them with sharp words.

[name]’s hair is dark, about mid-back length, with a fringe that reaches the
top of her narrow and often glittering brown eyes. She looks as though she
would have once been of olive complexion, but years away from the sun have
bleached her to a vaguely piscine pallor. Her nails are long and sharp, and
she wears what appears to be a crystallised drop of human blood at her
throat. She usually wears black; it’s for camouflage, you see.