Amalthea is of moderate height, actually slightly tall for a woman, and is of statuesque build, perfectly proportioned. Her silvery hair cascades in waves down her back, resting against flawless, pearly pink skin and her dark violet eyes are like pools of depth that one could easily become lost within. She bears an odd marking on her forehead, like a starburst, but it somehow seems not a flaw but instead an adornment, and her grace and beauty seems almost otherworldly and her voice is like liquid silver. Despite her staggering beauty, she seems not arrogant but instead filled with a deep sadness, a monumental loss that consumes her heart, and fills her thoughts and actions. In a word, she is an enigma, fascinating in her beauty, profoundly moving in her sadness, intriguing in her mystery....