Description
Standing about 5'8" is a creature with fur of a dark, almost black, purple and white color, much like that of a skunk. Though she's humanoid, but with the face of a skunk, colors of a skunk, but figure of a rather curvatious female humanoid. Sehlah's hair pulled back into a ponytail, and even her hair seems to be a mix of the black-purple and white. Her eyes are light blue. Her figure is quite generous, perhaps a bit much. She holds a slender figure, although rather top-heavy, and widened hips. Her legs curve smoothly right down from thigh to shin. behind her, you'd notice a rather large tail, that is as large as she is tall, and rather thick with fur, with two white stripes each on top and on bottom.
Personality
Fun loving, likes to seek adventure, as well as knowledge.
Equipment
What's black and white and red all over? Sehlah is! Her clothing consists of mostly red! Though having several outfits, most are red. Ussually found in an outfit that reveals much, almost like somthing one would swim in, and red leather boots. Though she also has a full formal coat. Her clothing though, seems to have trouble with her abnormal porportions in her chest, barly able to fit. She normally wears only a single large white feather in her hair, but sometimes can be found in a large red felt hat.
History
AS she grew up, she was facinated in magic. Though she sought the curative properties of white magic, but she also wanted to defend herself with black magic. She discovered Red Magery, which takes both schools of magic, as one.
So begins...
Quickpaw Hurojo awakes after having been asleep for several years. Around the area was only void. It was empty. Dark. Cold. "Where... where have the spirits placed me?" He started patting his body all over; ensuring that he was corporeal. "Not dead; that's a plus." Though there was no time to lose. If he was corporeal, that likely means that he could return to the world he knew, and hopefully return to his king. He began running, hoping to find an exit to this ethereal obscurity.
Sibael Rhodwyn looked around, finally staring one of the strangers in the face, "I don't remember you. Any of you, to be frank."