Jesmine approached us, carefully tossing a save of smooth ash-brown hair over a bare shoulder. She wore a rich red gown that, while simple, cling to her list shape of her body. She, unlike Mist of the Hiaj here, left her wings visible- they were slate gray and her gown dipped low enough in the back to frame them on painterly drapes of crimson.
ART OFFICIALLY LICENSED BY CARISSA BROADBENT






