Arc 4, Act I, Chapter 3: Inaccurate Assessments

That frown curled up into a smile, "Forgive me for the excessive safety measures," she spoke; her voice melodious to the ears, polished and low in tone.

Dimly lit with lamps on the grey walls and a candelabra upon the table. Three sets of doors were all closed. With what light they had, they could see her.

Golds and bronzes trailed along the royal-purple of her dress. A gold chain with an amethyst amulet rested on her neck; to match, earrings of gold hung with purple gems. Eyes a dark brown, light bronze skin, purple hair with some strands green.

The ends of her combed bangs were black and they could only assume the ends of her wavy hair that went below the table was as well. A golden tiara with purple gems sat atop her head.

Some light lipstick and blush, her eyeliner gold above black ending like sharp daggers which she stared at them with. She kept a finger curled above her lips, "Please, take a seat."