A demon.

Though you have only heard of them through rumor, you know a demon when you see one.

She stands at about six feet tall, though her horns make her appear taller. She is naked, allowing you full view of the crimson makings that cover her grayish purple skin like tattoos. you recognize one marking across her chest as the same butterfly tattoo that you saw on the mage. A long, whip-like tail waves lazily behind her.

Her features, though beautiful are difficult to quantify, seemingly changing from moment to moment. The same holds true for her body, always alluring, but always in flux.

Looking at her is like looking at every person you ever found beautiful, all at once.

You find it difficult to think clearly while looking at her, all of your rational thoughts replaced with raw, unthinking need.

"Come darling, stay here with me. " she commands, and her voice slides over your skin like crimson silk.

Some part of you screams that trusting demons is foolish, but that part is very small, and you are having difficulty hearing it right now.