Masquerade ball Best Costume Winner!

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WizO_Nashira

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Much thanks to all who came and let their imaginations run wild for their costumes!! This was a difficult decision to make!

The winner is....

Kyra!
This is kyra:


The battle maiden, is for an evening, transformed. The elven female carries herself this night, with an air of lethal sensuality. Her flame colored hair is straightened this night, and somehow is much longer than usual, falling well past her hips. The brilliant red tresses of hair sway about her with her movements, in an elegant cascade. Rising up from her forehead, is a black leather mask done in such elaborate style, that is resembles more of a headdress. Lines of silver and beads of obsidian form a batwing headdress, which helps to hold the long tresses back from her face, and to emphasize her fey features. Her skin is preternaturally pale, near translucent, and this makes her jade green eyes sharper, as do the lines of kohl about them. Her lips seem darker and fuller against the pale skin, this making her new pearly fangs so much more prominent. She wears a corset styled top of a rich charcoal gray silk, which laces tightly shut in back with strands of gray and red ribbon. The tightly fitted top emphasizes the more than ample curves of her figure, the gray silk embroidered elegantly in crimson red and black at the bottom hem. This rests over her skirt, the ends of the ribbons long and fluttering behind. She wears a long skirt of fine black silk. The long skirt is full, and the material falls in folds above a pair of bare feet, yet is also tapered in such a way as to be shorter at the sides, than it is front in back. This means when she moves, the whispering black silk flatters and reveals the curves of her well shaped legs. Lines of fine embroidery, in gray and red, form patterns along the bottom of her skirt. She wears a single bit of jewelry this night, and that is the simple silver ring marked with elvish runes on her left hand, her wedding ring. While in the air about her, lingers the spicy scents of cinnamon, roses, and undeath. This eve, she has become that which she hunts, Nos Feratu, the Vampire.
 

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