Ascending Lotus Blossom stands slightly taller than the average Near Eastern woman and is noticeably more slender. Her café-au-lait skin is soft and completely flawless to the point that it seems to glow softly, her eyelashes are naturally full and dark, her lips are thin and smooth, and her teeth are pristine; consequently she very rarely wears any makeup. The traditional style in which she ties her raven black hair belies its length, though whatever state it's in it remains perfectly smooth and lustrous at all times. Her eyes are a deep, dark brown that seems to draw in a viewer's gaze and not let go. Likewise, her voice is as ambrosia to the ears when she wishes it and her every movement exemplifies beauty and grace. One who seeks to find Ascending Lotus Blossom in a crowd need only look for the wave of turning heads.

When not dressed for a specific event or setting that demands something else, Lotus Blossom's typical attire consists of one of many slender kimonos of fine silk, chosen from among every style imaginable. Her feet are always adorned with simple yet still elegant geta or zori, and she rarely leaves home without a beautifully decorated fan tucked against her hip. For a performance or other job she will wear as much and whatever sorts of jewelry she deems necessary to achieve the right effect, but otherwise has never been seen with more than a pair of understated earrings and a gold anklet bearing a talisman against disease.

Ascending Lotus Blossom is a woman of many faces: the youthful lover, the enchanting musician, the shrewd negotiator, and countless others besides; she speaks and carries herself with the meekness of a mouse, the commanding resolve of a lion, the elegance of a crane, or all of these at once; she is both whoever you want her to be and whoever she needs to be. Were one somehow canny enough to pierce these many guises, however (and she has yet to meet such a person), they would find a perfect synergy of all of the above wrapped around the side of her she very rarely shows: a young woman whose ambition is matched only by her self-confidence, whose modest nineteen years of life belie a lifetime's worth of hard-won experience, and who wields her peerless beauty and mastery of human nature as weapons to ensure that her life plays out exactly as she wishes. Of this hidden personality there is exactly one facet that consistently bleeds to the surface: her pride in her Exaltation. Having taken the Second Breath publically in a land far from any who would call her Anathema, Ascending Lotus Blossom wears the mark of the Sun as a badge of honor, such that whatever one may think her to be they will certainly not mistake her for an ordinary woman.

[Min. Appearance 5]