Lis' oval-shaped face is filled out with a pleasant pudginess that adolescence couldn't melt away, upturned nose sitting 'tween mud-puddle brown eyes. Half-spirals of brass unwind into soft waves just above her shoulders, trimmed for practical riding purposes but long enough to satisfy her vanity. Skin fades to a honey'd alabaster, pouring over her now-smooth face and any uncovered skin. Reproduction has taken its toll on her figure, though her hips' weight gain only adds a rather fetching hourglass quality to her previously top-heavy shape.

Seems rather innocent, doesn't she? And she was - back in Starcraft, completely oblivious to the male sex (or the female one, to be honest). Even when she impressed Alymath, the irrepressible green (with her irrepressible player!), we were still kind of innocent. Then there were the years in which Lis became the legend - the icon - which she is now. Continually hit on by male characters, her player decided it would be Good Character Development if she slept with all of them. And she did.

I've been playing Lis since 1998, when I first created her as Liseria. I'll be the first to admit I'm not as active on her as I should be, but a lot of that is changing priorities in my life (like getting one), and a lot of it is building a lot of connections that sometimes keep me away from RP and have me do more socializing. But she's been an amazing experience for me - a vicarious extension of myself, something that kept me out of trouble, something that kept me sane. I don't think I'll give her up yet, but now I need Lis differently than I needed her before.

Whether you're visiting these pages again, or reading them for the first time, I hope you enjoy them and enjoy reading about Lis as much as I've enjoyed playing her all these years.