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Even the depths of the Sunken city R'lyeh need a dusting, The ever growing halls of the Ancients require tending, or even delivering 'gifts' given to mortals by the various watching eyes.
Whom is working so hard? Ever devoted to the continued existence of the drums and dancing circles is Mlezte, the Devouring Maid. A rarely known 'Woman' stood at 5'7 with plum purple skin skin, Long dark blue-black hair carefully crafted to sweep to the sides so she may see with two long 'tendrils' of hair hanging down to her bust. She wore a maid outfit, specially crafted it seems to hide her heavy Bust and form, with two 'sweeping' covering the front of the thighs and the shirt underneith of dark grey. The shirt itself was long sleeve ending in two white curled cuffs made to look like butterflies, a little bow adorning the throat and back of the hips of the same make.
However that is where the 'humanity' stopped. Deep dark were a mass down from the dress, squirming slowly to form an odd skirt before continuing down, various wide pale-gold eyes randomly adorning the outfit and the woman with a matching set in her eyesockets. The tendrils that adorn her lower form seem to follow her will, but usually lazily curl around whatever is nearby, a tingling warmth following their inky slick touch.
She had many secrets, many duties, and even more excitements for those who dare move into a pact with her, dare you summon the Devouring maid~?
