301, Ilraeth
Posted by Ilraeth on Wed 31-Dec-69 07:00 PM
Before you in thin, silken gowns of ancient design, adorned with gleaming chips of diamonds and crystal, stands the strange and regal form of the elven woman known as the Ice-Maiden. Tall, thin and rigidly straight, she moves with calculated grace, every movement and gesture of her small, delicate hands and fingers seeming deliberate, precise to the point of almost seeming alien in mannerism. Long, pale white-blond hair falls down past her shoulders and back to brush the ground and twist about her bare feet. Her face, though young and delicate, remains as pale and cold as newborn snow, with only the slight touch of pink to her flesh, and the vivid greenish-blue luminescence of her eyes, show that life still beats beneath the cold exterior of her stern and noble features.
Ilraeth, a female elf, is in perfect health.
Ilraeth is using: <used as light> (Glowing) a long burning torch <worn on finger> (Magical) a thin rune-covered mithril ring <worn around neck> a high collared torc, carved with ancient blue runes <worn on body> a white silken evening gown, stitched with spiraling mithril patterns <worn on head> (Glowing) a mithril tiara set with shimmering, pale blue diamonds <worn on feet> a pair of wide mithril ankle bracers, covered in pale blue runes <worn about body> a pale blue corset, adorned with three mithril runes <wielded> a transparent rod of pale blue crystalline ice <tattooed> an icy blue third eye in the center of the forehead
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