Penumbra_Serpentes

((This Character is a WIP, please pardon our dust while we work!))

Name: Penumbra or ‘Penny,’ for friends
Height: 6’2”
Weight: 235lbs of pure serpentine thiccness with a long tail
Eyes: Glinting silver on a field of black
Hair: Long glistening black hair, usually draped over one crest of her hood. Moves on its own from time to time.
Species: Cobra
Sex: Female
Colorarion: Black scales in stark contrast with pale fishbelly white underscale.
Style: Punk, Gothic, Pierced
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In the heart of the city, nestled amidst towering skyscrapers and dimly lit alleys, lies a club like no other. Shroud.
It’s name is whispered in hushed tones, for those who enter its doors are forever changed. This is the domain of Penumbra,
a serpent whose insatiable appetite for darkness and decadence knows no bounds.

Penumbra, with her sinuous coils and piercing gaze, is a creature both alluring and terrifying.
She is adorned in a gothic style, her attire a fusion of elegance and macabre punk. Her obsidian scales shimmer under the
flickering candlelight, and her eyes gleam with an otherwordly intensity.

As the mistress of this foreboding club, Penumbra holds court over a realm where the boundaries of reality are blurred and the
air is always thick with anticipation. Those who willingly frequent Shroud are the patrons who are drawn to the unknown. The
music that resonates through the maze of dark halls are haunting melodies that weave themselves into the hearts and minds of those
souls who dare to listen.

Within the club’s labyrinthine corridors, one can find a myriad of pleasures and temptations. Dark corners hide secrets, and forbidden
delights await the brave, foolish, and the curious alike. Penumbra with her enigmatic presence presides over it all, her serpentine
form curled upon a throne of shadows.

But be was the surface of this alluring facade lies a ravenous hunger. Penumbra feeds on the emotions and energies of her ‘guests,’
drawing sustenance from their darkest and wildest desires. Her ophidian nature demands constant nourishment, and those that venture
into her realm become unwitting prey to her insatiable appetite.

Those who are lured by Penumbra’s magnetic pull find themselves ensnared by fetters of pleasure and peril, long before they feel the
grip of a single scaled coil. Entangled in a web of temptation her victims are those who are unable to resist the allure of the club’s
forbidden offerings. And as they succumb to their own desires, Penumbra grows stronger, her power swelling with each delectable meal -
meals she consumes body and soul.

Shroud stands as a testament to hedonism, gluttony, lust and pride. It preys on those longing for darkness, pleasure and pain. The
boundaries of morality are shattered on the altar of primal, carnal hunger. But beware all that pass through the gates into Shroud,
for it has a queen, Penumbra, who reigns supreme - a serpent of insatiable desires, who lusts only after one thing - MORE.