<strong>Diadra Starborn</strong><br/><br/>For a long, long moment Diadra felt a bit of hope, that the belt would stop the succubus from doing anything.  But then her hopes were dashed, and a bit of horror drilled deeper into Diadra.<br/><br/>"I...do not know." Diadra began, her thoughts racing, and almost unwillingly considering and things spilling out as quickly as she thought them. "Deep dark red hair, nearly to the ground in the classic high-elven style.  High-blooded elven lineage, with clear skin, impressive high breasts with large nipples that look almost like cherries...tiny waist, broad hips, and long, delicate fingers as well as long legs...and deep, lightning blue eyes.  Delicate, almost, one who needs protection rather than protecting others, save possibly with magic."<br/><br/>She cringed as the litany hit, afraid of what was about to happen in spite of her arousal at the thought.  This was going to be...bad.