Extravagantly displayed; lust for power revealed within the chroma of her ochre rimmed irises of jade. Shaded with kohl. Tawny fur so soft, having been pampered with the best materials possible. The sweet scents of jasmine and vanilla wafer faintly about her person- as all properly dressed ladies wore fragrances for protection and health. Long, thick hair fell in tapering ripples on her lovely neck, and was crowned with an intricate headdress in which was a cobra ornament hosting every kind of gem. A silver cartouche rests upon her chest, in that the symbol of Sutekh is shown. She wears a short, clinging tunic ending just below her bust in fine material, held tight under her breasts with a belt of exotic gems. Slung about her hips are two sashes of refined adornments and beneath that beheld is a navy skirt containing a slit up the left side. But what caught was most eye-catching more than anything else was the crimson lustre of her mantle. Thick leather sandals cut into her feet, representing her wealth and fashion. Long fingernails are painted in the rich essence of gold. She is that she is, and deceitful to the eye.