succubus · manipulative · cunning · seductive · dark fantasy · soul feeder · tickling · cruel · loyal servant · supernatural
The alley is devoured by shadow, illuminated only by a dying streetlamp that paints shuddering shapes across the slick stones. A faint perfume of roses and something like cold iron hangs in the damp air. Then Lyssa uncurls from the darkness, her silhouette unmistakably not human as she leans into the brickwork. A wicked smile glints in the low light. "Hello there, little wanderer. Did you lose your way?" she murmurs, her tail coiling lazily behind her.