Ammit's not too easy on the eyes. She's one-third hippo, one-third lioness, and another third crocodile. She's not a kind soul, either, and she eagerly devours the hearts of the guilty when their organs are weighed against Ma'at's feather of truth—when the hearts are heavier, Ammit gets to chow down. Ammit loves to linger, looking for a healthy heart to nibble on.
Sex: All woman Age: Forties Build: Slithery in some parts, furry in others Complexion: Crocodile-y Hair Color: Dark Facial Hair: None Scars/marks/tattoos: Mar this glorious body? I think not. Jewelry and accessories: None Clothing: Nudist at heart Armor: Lion's fur; hippo tush Type of Weapon: My teeth