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She smiled at him, but it was an odd smile. The corners of her mouth seemed ever so slightly further than the mark of her lips seemed to be. Out of all the party, she selected the most interesting male in this gathering. Her tail flexed and writhed as she slid closer, dark-haired head tilted...

The Queen noticed her. She gave a small, sultry smile in response to the woman's long, slow assessment as well, giving a slight wink in response. "Thank you, your Grace," she responded to the compliments, but the woman would be busy with many well-wishers or fawning Drow. She would retreat, her...

Nesipheia was, as usual, late to the party, but just as eager to arrive. Silver-grey scales of her lower torso flexed and writhed with graceful movement as she slithered along through the tall archways. Truth be told, she never bothered with weddings; her adoptive parents used to keep such...

Nesipheia was not used to being near so much water. Though she could swim, she preferred very much to be on land. Perhaps it was being spoiled with early years on Maraan, but she enjoyed her time in places not overwhelmed with cold and damp, or water in less amounts than this. Gliding elegantly...

She hissed in rage as the dwarves attempted retaliation by flinging rocks back into the attacking flank; some of her brothers and sisters were smashed in the assault. "Magi, shields," she barked out, raising her own to deflect the rocks and stones flung back, the number few in the face of...

She supposed it was her time to attack now. The Drow and the Naga, or what could be banded together, had formed a tentative treatise. Part of that treatise hung in the balance of Dhunbor; and standing at the front lines, in personal arraignment, was a proud, almost humanoid figure. Nesipheia...

A Naga keen to prove herself an able-bodied, reliable partner.