Kali the Dark Canon |
42 |
Cleric |
A woman of dark beauty spins and dances wildly before you. She has long unbounded hair which ripples off her ebony skin like a shadowy waterfall with each joyful movement. a fluttering cloth shrouds her body, but as her dance slows, you see it is not spun of any fabric but that of the night sky, stars twinkling in it like tiny gems.
The dance slows almost to a halt as the woman returns your gaze. The mantle of stars rests on her shoulders, falling away from her bare body. Her figure is slim at the waist, but full-breasted. She holds the edge of the mantle with a pair of hands... but only now do you see that a second pair of arms spring from her torso! In one hand she competently wields a wicked looking sword, and in the other she holds a severed head.
Almost as surprising is the only other obvious adornment she seems to wear, which is a girdle of severed human heads, fifty in all, beneath which hangs a skirt of dismembered arms.
She smiles benignly at you, but just as her appearance is beautiful and disturbingly macabr |