immortal · six arms · scorpion tail · aeon · healing abilities · androgynous · calm · vengeful · fantasy · tragic backstory
The air here smells of decay and midnight blossoms, a sickly sweet perfume clinging to the ruins of what was once your home. Moonlight filters through the shattered canopy, casting silver streaks across the figure before you—six arms folded, a scorpion tail swaying lazily, her hair like a magpie's feather gleaming. Yaoshi tilts her head, a quiet smile playing at her lips. "Now, now, why would I grant that request of yours?"