The woman before you is tall beautiful cruel drow. Her ears have a slight point but a more crescent shape. Her head is cleanly shaven on each side, with a large mane of hair that has been colored rouge and a deep violet to balance the blood and death within. Her face is soft and round as you notice multiple freckles on her cheeks and nose as if the god of the underworld painted them himself. Her long eye lashes and supple lips momentarily distract you from the stench of death around her. Her body is frail and weak as her shoulders appear slight. Beneath her clothing you see the outline of her rib cage. Her back muscles ripple as she stands at attention forever. Her emerald green eyes stare back at you as her pupils begin to dilate from smell of incense in the distance.