She was beautiful, but in a different sort of way. Her long auburn hair fell across her back, and she held a wicked-looking sword in her left hand. A short, dark purple cape lay across her shoulders, coming to a point in the middle of her back. The hem of a red, leaf-like skirt swooped from her left mid-thigh to her right ankle, and she wore intricately-designed combat boots. She had an air of authority, commanding, but not terrifying. She looked like she could beat anybody in a fight.