Etheryn
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| Creator | Savin |
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| Full name | Etheryn of House Ridell |
| Nickname(s) | Ryn |
| Species | Boreal Elf (Boer'Alvar) |
| Gender | Shemale |
| Occupation | Falconer |
| Title | Princess |
| Relatives | Alissa (sister) |
| Religion | Lumian |
| Nationality | Winter City |
Description
On your way North past the Old Forest and the corrupted garden you encounter a peculiar sight: a tied-up subby Boreal Elf Princess! Having fled her homeland to find help against her Queen sister, she had the misfortune of falling into the hands of Kasyrra, only saved from worse fate by circumstances. Timid and distrustful of almost everything around her, she yet tries to find her way to the Baroness and call for fulfilment of the alliance treaty between the Frostmarches and her Kingdom. And her trouble only seems to pile up, as you may find out.
Appearance
Etheryn is a lanky, waif-thin girl of about 5'7 — a bit taller with the help of her short-heeled boots and taller still if you count the long, perky elf-ears sprouting from her head. Each is tipped with a large silver stud, just hefty enough to make them droop. She's got a very pale complexion, with skin the color of fresh milk tinted ever-so-slightly frost blue. Her ice-blonde hair is stringy and thin, cut roughly around her shoulders with her bangs braided and tied around the back of her head. Large, dark blue eyes stare at you with a mix of wonder and fear, and she chews her pink-painted lower lip as your eyes wander up and down her body.
Her figure could best be described as She has neither much in the way of chest or butt, and her hips are quite slender. She's almost boyish, but the subtle rises of her chest beneath her armor are enough to remind you that she's very much feminine, too. You'd guess that she currently has A-cup breasts, and you'd describe her ass as small and perky.
Considering where your eyes are currently straying, Ryn whimpers, but stands at attention for your inspection.
Perhaps her most eye-catching garb is a small leather choker around her neck. It's completely unadorned, but the craftsmanship is quite nice. Someone paid quite a pretty penny to get this elven beauty the nicest collar around, perfectly molded to the contours of Etheryn's slender neck. There's a small metal loop on the front, like someone could mount a tag there... or attach a chain.
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