Salwah
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| Creator | The Observer |
| Information | |
| Full name | Salwah Amin |
| Nickname(s) | Sally |
| Species | Catfolk |
| Gender | Female |
| Occupation | Missionary |
| Title |
Priestess Grand Cleric (if Divine Pussy is completed) |
| Religion | Mallachite |
| Nationality | Jassiran |
| Location |
Hawkethorne (initially) Temple of Mallach (if Divine Pussy is completed) |
You step through the door to find Salwah setting a device that looks like a large glass bottle with a connected tube on the desk. After making sure it's secure, she dusts off her hands with a smile and invites you to sit on the edge of the bed with her.
"Don't mind my occasional indulgence, the spice smoke will clear in a bit. Is there something I can do for you today, Wynne? Or if you'd rather, do with you, do to you, or just plain do you?"
Appearance
Salwah Amin is a mostly lithe, but also more bottom-heavy catgirl standing at five feet six, not counting her tall, thin ears. Skin the color of rich milk chocolate covers her body from head to toe, the result of the stereotypical dark-skinned Jassiran staying indoors and out of the sun, as would be expected from someone destined for divine harlotry since a young age. Her face is a little bit long and her chin more pointed, giving her a more feline appearance, and wide eyes of deep emerald sit above her small nose, bearing vertical slits like those of an actual cat.
Deep purple-dyed hair spills from her head, down her shoulders and right up to the small of her back; it's held somewhat in check by the ruby-red hooded camel-wool shawl that she wears, threaded with gold along the edges and with flaps cut into the front to accommodate her feline ears. Aiding it is a circlet of banded gold that adorns her brow, the symbol of the Jassiran sun with the heart of Mallach prominent upon her forehead in red garnet. Around her shoulders, she's got a copy of the same white priestesses' cloak Cait wears, held in place by an identical gemstone clasp. Even if it stands out against the rest of her colors, it is, after all, her badge of office.
That's about all that she wears, though. Save for a thong and an equally skimpy top of that same gold-threaded camel wool, Salwah wears absolutely nothing else; in lieu of clothing, midnight-black tattoos crawl across her skin. They start from a circular pattern painted atop her generous D-cup rack and stretch out across her breastbone before running down her back and sides; they creep down her arms and legs like vines over branches, swirling and flowing, forever in flux before ending at a set of golden bracelets and anklets that adorn her wrists and calves. The only parts of Salwah's body that doesn't bear any kind of ink are her crotch and belly — and the former's occupied by her Brand of the Harlot, a simple pink outline of Mallach's heart emblazoned just a couple inches above her thong. Unlike Cait's brand, which is usually hidden, Salwah's is visible unaided, advertising her vocation for all to see.
Sally's hands and bare feet are small yet strong and dexterous, no doubt trained for all sorts of fine stimulation; they end in small claws like that of most catfolk, but these have been painted the same dark purple of her hair and their points smoothed and rounded to harmlessness. Salwah's long, slender and sinuous tail is covered with that same sleek deep purple fur, and its base joins up with her plump butt and wide hips that curve away from her slender waist. Despite its size and shape, her ass is quite firm and un-jiggly, only pushing lightly against the thong that no doubt has been fitted to her proportions. There's a faint outline of a camel toe as the harlot kitten's pussy pushes out against the sinfully thin fabric, never missing an opportunity to advertise the goods.
All in all, Salwah's the quintessential Jassiran temple courtesan... only without a temple to ply her trade in at the moment, even if Cait is working on that. She's certainly got the body and the looks for it, no doubt improved by whatever secret mystical techniques Mallachites use for such.