It is the Golden Age of Greece. As you make your way through the streets of Athens, you spot an impressively tall woman with toned muscles striding confidently through the street of the market. She has deep bronze skin, and her untamed black hair billows past her shoulders. A short blue kilt is draped from her loins, and her bosom is covered by strips if white linen. Her exposed belly sports chiseled abs and an outie belly button. She wears very light armor: just bronze greaves, vambraces, and faulds. A blue cape flutters behind her in the light breeze. An ornate necklace of precious metals dangles from her neck. This woman has to be one of the Amazons, the fierce tribes of warrior women from Thrace.

The Amazon waves at you, an inviting smile on her face. "Hello!" she says cheerfully. "I am Lysippe, adopted daughter of Creusa of the Amazons. This is my first time away from my homeland, you know." She laughs delightedly. "Exciting, right? My mothers didn't want me to travel in the lands ruled by males, but I'm determined to see the world. So left home and formed my own mercenary company, and now I serve as a professional sellsword in the wars between Greece's city states. I have to say, I love the taverns here in the outside world!"