Selabel

Nearly six foot high this slender fae is elflike in her mould. Curves softly understated yet alluring, skin pale untanned perfection supernaturally soft and hair cascading past pointeds ears as golden waterfall down to her shoulders. Her face is faintly triangular, eyes slightly larger than human norms yet not so much as to jar the human sensibilities. Her body clad ever only in glamour, illusory garments that shift according to her whims.

Selabel is a wild faerie, affiliated with the winter court of the Unseelie but not in attendance. Her impulsive personality often likened to a force of nature wild and untameable thus it's fitting that sylph's such as her can alter the winds to their whimsy, but that is but one facets of the power of such a fae. Like many fae Selabel can weave Glamour, these illusory seemings able to beguile the senses the eye, the ear, the nose, the skin and even the tongue can be swayed to believe that which is not at her will or mask that which is at her whim. Her last power is that of size, her own or that of another can be altered though the latter frequently requires trickery to deliver the spell unto them. Her smaller form standing a scant few inches and height and given slender insectile wings with which to fly, and frequently she assumes this guise in order to travel.

All creatures are nothing without weaknesses and like all Fae Selabel is bound by words and iron is an anathema to her. Her true name is her one true leash and frequently she will run rather than hear it aloud, addition she can use no magic if she enters a home she has not been invited into. Iron pains her and limits her magic so she tends to avoid it though most of all cause it's the only thing that can truly kill her.

Vore. Ah mortals are such a delicacy, and such is frequently the end to such games as she plays. Whether by rump or lips and whether of full or reduced stature many find themselves inside her for a gurgling time. An unusual facet is that she's never encumbered by such, able to walk even with two three or more human meals inside her gurgling gut. While Selabel is seldom the victim in such encounters they are while oft distressing not the end for the mischevious spirit, only iron can quench her desire to return to this world for further fun if snuffed out previously.

Other magics? At rare times she acquires substantiative powers beyond the ability to shrink people, whether this involves transformations or beguiling of the mind it frequently requires potions or fae works such as elfin arrows and mixtures. This should entertain most of the more novel requests.

a Warped_Realities Production. no perma stuff being done to Selabel without ooc consent. No IC RP whispers as opening posts to me in conversation.