Quessumae.   Something kin to a myth.  Something kin to a god.  Her
skin is a tawny golden color and ripples with strength and vitality as she
moves.  Her hair is the color of cream, and drapes itself like soft clouds
about her shoulders and back.  Her finger and toe nails are etched with
magical glyphs.  All is magical about her.  Her smile is like a radiant beam
of sunlight shining down.  Dew drops glisten in her footsteps.  Yes, she is
unto a goddess.