Being insane has its perks...I wear and appear about anyway I wish.
As an artist, I am often found in goth, while other times, I am just f'ugly...
so I present two forms.

It is pointless to guess at her age. She seems to exude age like some
ancient monolith, and yet she moves with the incredible speed of a
striking serpent and the lithe suppleness of a young girl. Her voice
is as harsh as the elements, or as soft as a mother's kiss, and yet
too it seems hoary beyond measure. Her eyes: they are deep-seated in
triangular sockets, heavy lidded, and their true color is likewise
impossible to fathom. From a certain angle they are black, shiny as
wet pebbles, while from another they are yellow, with gold in their
pupils. They are educated eyes and full of wisdom, yet feral too, and
brimming with sin.

Her face is as benefits a goddess, aristocratic and too beautifully
shaped to be called merely attractive. She is tall and slender. Her
mass of raven black hair flows naturally back and forms something of
a mane of curls to the middle of her back, making her seem wolfish.

A predatory grin spreads over her darkling features. A smile in which
the pupils of her eyes burn like tiny censers, filled with hell's own
sulphur...

You are using:
<worn on finger> the 'Ring of the Muse'
<worn around neck> a black silk scarf
<worn around neck> a bone torc set with a black jewel
<worn on face> a pair of black mirrored glasses
<worn on body> a black silk blouse
<worn about waist> a thin leather belt inlaid with dark jewels
<worn on head> a black leather beret
<worn on legs> a pair of skin-tight black leather pants
<worn on feet> a pair of high-heel black leather boots
<worn on hands> fingerless black leather gloves
<worn about body> a long black leather coat
<worn around wrist> a darkened mithril bracelet set with black rubies
<wielded> a cane of black unicorn horn, named 'Dance of the Muse'
<tattooed> (Glowing) a shimmering black flame

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Terrible to behold, Eshval takes the form of a horrible hag, half alive
and half dead, with a gloomy and grim expression. Her body is that of a
living woman, but her thighs and legs are those of a corpse, mottled
and moldering. Her face, though covered by a gauzy veil, is blue-black,
having the lustre of coal. The teeth behind her blue, corpse-like lips
are sharp and jagged and the color of rusted bone. Within her face is
a single deep pool-like eye that is swifter than a star in winter. Upon
her head is gnarled brushwood-like hair, resembling the clawed roots
of withered oak root.
Eshval, a female human, is in perfect health. <100%>

Eshval is using:
<worn on finger> the ‘Ring of Nightmares’
<worn on finger> the 'Ring of Eternal Night'
<worn around neck> an iron chain holding a withered heart
<worn on face> a veil of old cobwebs
<worn on feet> a pair of black mithril chain anklets
<worn about body> the hide of an ancient forvalaka
<worn around wrist> a darkened mithril bracelet set with black rubies
<worn around wrist> a fine bracelet holding demonic charms
<wielded> (Glowing) a gnarled staff of wood
<tattooed> (Glowing) a shimmering black flame

Eshval's email
BlackMarquessa@gmail.com

Eshval's slightly off-center (unofficial) blog.
http://blackmarquessa.blogspot.com/
Carnivàle
http://cirquecarnivale.wordpress.com/