Egypt

Her presence leaves one's flesh tickling with warmth, a hazy alluring heat that lingers long after her passing. A subtle gleam of gold shimmering upon her dusky flesh in lowlight, as if annointed in the first whispers of sunrise. Hair darker than midnight falls heavily from her head and frames an aristocratic face, where her aurelian eyes are ever carefully lined in kohl or color to accentuate their captivating stare. Occasionally one might glimpse the ornate tattoo between her shoulder-blades, where a set of magnificent wings sprout to further mark her phoenix heritage. The scents of sandalwood and lavender create an exotic sweetness to the Egyptian's overall countenance, though her demeanor is often stoic and even intimidating when necessary.