She stands serene, yet purposeful, carrying her water jar to a sacred oasis in the dry mesa of her homeland. The azure vault of sky stretches above the boundless burnt-sienna badlands where this handmaiden tends the hearth-fire for a thriving community. She is no servant, but a keeper of the traditional ways, a caretaker painstakingly tending her daily routine. She is descended from teh great hearth-keeper goddess of ancient days: Hestia, sister and quiet companion to all the Olympians.