Tylya Sureclaw appears human at first glance. About average height, perhaps taller than most, with blonde hair down past her legs and a rich tan. That's if she's a hundred meters away and your glasses are dirty.<br/><br/>On a second glance, that skin is finely scaled like the supplest of leather, her hair is tinged green in an inhuman shade, her eyes are brilliant emeralds, and her thick, muscled tail sways a few feet behind her. Her arms and legs bear more obvious scales from elbow and knee. Her hands are wicked talons and her feet are slightly digitigrade, unshod but no less protected for it.<br/><br/>She bears a sword longer than she is tall, sheathed on her back in a scabbard of black, scaly leather. Her chest, shoulders, waist, hips, and thighs are covered in thin, interlocking plates of adamant, finely detailed in silver and gold filigree depicting dragon wings over the swell of each breast, a glaring dragonhead nestled on her busom. Her left claws bear a ring of bronze cast as a serpentine dragon wrapped around her finger, a perfect pearl grasped in its maw. Her right arm bears a shield of steel, bronzed and worked to resemble a rough patch of scales from the flank of a massive Wyrm. Finally she bears a large pack of black leather to match the mighty scabbard on her back.<br/>Unsheathed, the sword Incazin bears its name in draconic runes. The blade is adamant, black with blue highlights on the polished doublesided blade, a blood channel running the course. Five tassels fall from the pommel, each silk shot through with a strand of gold, silver, brass, copper, and in the center bronze. Despite its size it bears the weight of magic, a legacy waiting for true glory.<br/><br/>http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=152627 (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=152627)