L y p h e r a - drink to the disease

[Lyphera]

± Your Name| Cabot
± How you heard of us| Im like so totally the admin. But I heard of this site through Kasprin, cha...
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± Character Name| Lyphera
± Nickname| none
± Age| Immortal
± Gender| Mare
± Breed| Lipizzaner
± Family| - uncover it yourself :] -
± Alignment| Sinner of Illness
± Height| 16.2 hh
± Color| Originally started as a pale chestnut(which has never been heard of for her breed) but faded over time as a Sinner to a pure white dress.
± Markings| None
± Eye Color| Blue Diamonds
± Full Appearance| Lyphera is not at first glance what you would think of illness. She has a taunting beauty to her, forbidden and all too dangerous to explore deeper. She stands at a sturdy sixteen two hands high, but is quite lengthy, not stocky as her breed can sometimes run. In that way she represents her curses of disease, long and lengthy legs upon a slim figure, not at all what one would expect from a Lipizzan. Her mane drapes over one side of her neck, falling about halfway down in an array of light greys to stand out against a coat of unmarred ivory. Her tail hovers but slightly off the ground, teasing the ground into a sickening daze as it watches her tresses twirl with each other back and forth, dancing in a celebration to her power. She has a long body, but everything seems to fit at the very least ok, a lengthy figure in all aspects. Lyphera’s neck and skull are her finest points, the neck containing a brilliant curvature and the skull a finely chiseled design. Everything about Lyphera seduces her victims, daring them to grab the sole venomous apple in a bushel full of healthy ones. Upon her facade lay the Sinner of Illness’ eyes, a vibrant hue of sapphire leading down a haunting and disturbing trail of what Lyphera really is. And once you reach the end of the trail you find she really is a disease, a disease that poisons you until it kills you.
± Personality|
± Voice Tones| Light and musical but it is like sweet venom. When enraged it looses such beauty and becomes hard and crude. She uses her voice to spread illness. It entrances the victim so they don't flee and she then plants the illness in their system as her voice poisons them. She's like a siren and resembles Illness.
± History| - now now I can't tell you that -

± Rp Example| Eh I'll just post in a thread.