Dark, almost purple-tinted skin, long silky black hair which she keeps braided down her back. Inari is petite and slender. She has large black eyes and a shy smile. She wears the simple, long white tunic of a devotee of Lleuad, the Moon Goddess. Unbeknownst to most, she actually has black eyes with no white in them and two small white horns that protrude at her hairline, but she wears a simple charm on a necklace that uses magic to mask her true appearance and make her look fully human.
Inari is a quiet, conflicted woman. A revelation of her true identity has thrown into chaos the orderly life she has lived as a child, and shed light on the base urges toward bloodlust, sensuality, and dark cravings she has fought against for so long. She is lost, searching for a reason for her existence, and ashamed of the nature she must hide from others, yet fights against indulging. She is also deeply grieving the death of her adoptive mother, Diana the Head Priestess of Lleuad, at her own hands.
A simple cloth tunic, a charm necklace that masks her appearance and puts out an aura of positive, calming emotion within 3 feet of the wearer.
Abandoned on the steps of the Moon Temple as an infant, Inari was taken in and raised by Head Priestess Diana, who took pity on the half-demon child. Inari's acceptance in the house of a goddess of purity was a subject of some contention, but Diana insisted that the child's human parentage gave her as much right as any to seek peace in Lleuad. Diana had a local wizard craft a charm to normalize the child's features and soften her emotions and the emotions of those who were near her, in order to allow the child to grow up somewhat normally within the House of Lleuad. She also forbade any mention of Inari's parentage. So the half-demon child grew up unaware of her dark origins. Nevertheless she was plagued with evil desires, and nightly woke from dark dreams in which she gleefully committed atrocities that horrified her when she awoke. Occasionally she was pierced with an irresistible desire to inflict pain and would resort to tormenting insects she caught in the courtyard. She once even flayed a live mouse, though she spent hours afterward sobbing at the altar of Lleuad. When she was caught fighting with the other girls or lying, she was always sent to the Head Priestess, and Diana would speak gently to her, mindful of the great evil the girl fought against. But when Inari came of age and desired to take the cloth of Lleuad and become a priestess, Diana finally had to reveal the truth. Inari felt many things when the charm given her as a baby was lifted away and she saw her true appearance in a mirror for the first time. Horror, grief, shame... but also relief. Suddenly it made sense why she had never been able to truly experience the peace and simple joy of temple life like the other girls she had grown up with. As Diana revealed her demon-parentage, Inari wept, then begged for forgiveness at her adoptive mother's feet. “There is nothing to be forgiven, child,” Diana murmured. “What you are is no fault of your own. You are accountable only for what you become.” Inari begged to be allowed to take the cloth and remain within the temple walls for life, knowing once out in the world the evil within her would become much harder to resist. But Diana gently refused, explaining that the mercy of Lleuad was for all, but that a priestess with demon blood in her veins was unthinkable. Inari sobbed and pleaded, becoming more and more desperate, but Diana was firm. Inari did not even realize what she had done until she felt Diana's body go limp underneath her. Unwrapping her hands from the priestess's throat, Inari backed away in horror. Retrieving the charm necklace and donning it, she looked once more in the mirror. Now a simple, pretty young human woman stared out at her, the demon inside her hidden once more. Sobbing, she fled the temple.
After some weeks hiding in the nearby mountains, where she found her demon heritage to be useful in keeping her warm against the frigid weather and hunting down food which she ate raw, Inari finally came back to herself on the night of the full moon. Bathed in silver light, the world seemed to spread out in front of the young half-demon woman, and she saw the fires of the Royal City twinkling in the distance. Finally, feeling empty within, she turned northward toward the lights, determined to find redemption or oblivion within the walls of the great city on the sea.