There are evil things in this world. Things both dark and foul that man was not meant to know. Magics forbidden to all but the most crazed or foolish, for they deal in things most civilized men find distasteful... corrupt, or entirely evil. Despite this, there are many who seek these arts, convinced that mastering the spells and rituals of the forbidden arts will make them more powerful than their peers. This is a tale of one of them.

Her name is Asharra Valaar... though that name is one of her own construction. Her former life and title are a story for another time. What matters to this tale, is that she was expelled from the colleges of the arcane for seducing her tutor, and using him to gain access to the tomes of the dark arts. Outcast from the colleges and from her family... but with a taste of the power of the forbidden arts, she came to a new plan. She would seek out others who had mastered the dark powers, and learn from them instead. Power was all that mattered to her anymore... and she would do anything to get it.

Standing at 5'9", Asharra is tall for a woman, with ample curves and pale skin. Her hair is dark and her eyes a mismatched set... one blue and one green. Her figure is fine, with lush D cup breasts and soft, fair skin. Her attire is scanty at best, almost always black and revealing... and she's no qualms about using her sexual nature to get what she wishes. She is also a skilled illusionist and actress, able to change her appearance as easily as one might change a shirt. She already knew what she would do for the power she sought. The only question now was, where to begin.