[i]The woman was met with someone... awfully similar to herself -- in that their species were alike, even if definitely not the same. Standing a few meters in front of the entrance to the Dojo was a certainly very tall, imposing figure, standing at six feet and nine inches tall exactly, towering and lumbering with a mesomorph body, strong musculature filling her tall frame well while her square, well-defined shoulders gave her a more rectangular shape. She could've been mistaken for a male, really, if it weren't for her surprisingly curvy figure, shaped like an hourglass. She was a mix between fit and curvy, really. While her shoulders and build were both certainly rather masculine, they were greatly contrasted by an ample, even buxom chest, their full "greatness" hidden by her clothes. Paired with her bust were a pair of wide hips that finished the hourglass figure off, leading into long, strong legs that ended in three-clawed feet, though the limbs were, strangely enough, plantigrade. The reptilian feet were covered in ocean blue scales that ran up the woman's legs. The lady's face, however, was perhaps the most worthy of note, even more so than her figure and her feet. She was more handsome rather than pretty with a sharply shaped face, her jawline more or less rugged, though definitely still feminine, ending with a nicely rounded chin. She had thin, light pink lips that were pursed as her strikingly copper-coloured eyes looked at the sky. A small, lightly upturned nose sat in the middle of her face, elegantly curving into her forehead. Her copper-coloured hair was done in a crown-braid, elegantly woven with a "tail" that was left to hang, reaching to about her shoulder blades, while knife-like elf ears poked out through her hair, each about six inches in length, twitching whenever they were hit by a raindrop. As far as the similarities between her and the newcomer went, they were immediately obvious. Ocean blue horns curled from the sides of her head, diagonally in front of her elvish ears, starting out thick as they jutted out, only to curve forwards a good few inches before dropping down an inch and continuing on, ending in thin, pointy tips. Scales that held the same colour as the ones on her feet and her horns coated her jawline and - though only a little - her cheeks, while the scales were mirrored on the back of her hands, trailing up her wrist and forearm only to disappear into the sleeves of her clothes. On the topic of her clothes, they were simple and probably straight from Dojoville: a white, turtleneck sweater that seemed to only highlight her curves with over it a long, forest green parka coat, the fur-lined hood of which was left down. On her legs, she had a pair of maroon blue jeans that were torn ever so slightly on her thighs, showing creamy white skin. She wasn't unarmed, though, as both of her hips held a sword in its sheath, the scabbards made from hardened black leather and reinforced with iron strips, each about three feet long, while the black leather-wrapped grips and their cruciform guards were both six inches long, ending in a round pommel that had a wyvern engraved into it on both sides. She seemed to just be looking at the sky, front facing the newcomer. A big dragon-elf lady armed with a pair of twin swords. What an interesting first sight.[/i]