Clad in a ceremonial black robe adorned with gold-threaded runes, the priestess stands poised in silent command. A pale serpent—symbol of hidden wisdom and forbidden knowledge—coils around her like a familiar. Her silver braid contrasts sharply with her dark hood, and her steady gaze seems to see into secrets the stars themselves have sworn to keep. Behind her, a celestial tapestry etched with constellations and golden laurel flourishes marks her as a seer of omens, one who walks between fate and choice.