You see Ambassador Pythea, Academian of the Zoluren Court, a Human.
Pythea has sparkling topaz eyes and a broken nose. Her red-gold-streaked bright orange hair is shoulder length and straight, and is worn loosely piled atop her head. She has copper skin and an athletic figure.
She is tall for a Human.
She has vibrant green palm leaves painted on her face.
She is in her prime for a Human.
She has a tattoo of a red, heart-shaped padlock suspended from blackened links that ring the left thigh. Kneeling before it, a young man seems to be picking fruitlessly at the lock, an expression of deep concentration on his face. Behind him, a Human female figure hunches slightly, chortling at his efforts from the safety of the deepening shadows on her leg.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a goblet of raspberry cordial in her right hand.
She is wearing some delicate gold teardrops, a narrow gold torque dangling an emerald cut citrine, a citrine nugget bracelet wrapped in gold wire, a shimmering scarf of pale golden silk wrapped loosely around the neck with one end cascading elegantly down the back, a golden gladiolus rosette dangling ribbons of vivid forest green, a gold Ambassador's insignia, a vivid peridot gown of softly glistening mistsilk, a slender pale gold ring set with a huge emerald cut citrine, an albredine crystal ring, a polished goldbark gem case set with marquis topaz of myriad sizes and some thin-strapped golden sandals.