KIERSTINA

She walks like a gunslinger - laughs through the shots
Got some lead from the hips - she's so hot she can't stop
She loves like a steam train - all of the time
She fights like a bobcat - got some fame on her mind
Tell me why - oh, tell me why...

She's tall in the saddle - got a rose in her teeth
She's my hell incarnate - just walking down your street
You've seen the line on the glory from the heart of the flame
From the... I don't know the story, but your songs never change...

The world is waiting there for you, you, you
Can't you feel it anymore?
The world is waiting there for you, you, you
Can't you feel it anymore?

- Robert Plant, Helen of Troy

A young woman is depicted upon the card, straddling a saddle that has been propped over a rough-hewn wooden fence. The saddle is of black leather with intricate silver scrollwork. The girl is tall and willowy, with full, feminine curves accentuated by the fact she's wearing only a tight doeskin vest, plain except for a light fringe near the top,- over which her tanned breasts poke high as though it were a Renaissance corset,- and a knee-length white canvas skirt, slightly ruffled at the ends.

Her long bare legs and arms are tanned and muscular, her nearer bare foot cupped just wide of the saddle's stirrups glints with jewelry: silver toe rings and a delicate silver anklet with a dangling charm. A heavy silver chain hangs around her neck, its pendant a milky stone chipped into the shape of a running horse. Her hair is almost knee-length, of a dark blonde color bleached lighter on top, and falls in two braids. One braid is draped over her far shoulder. Her features are chiseled, her nose perhaps too sharp, almost Roman, but offset by her full, pouty lips and large crystal blue eyes. She wears a pale leather belt low over her hips, and since she is facing to the card's sinister, the saber-scabbard that hangs on the left side is mostly out of view behind the saddle. A black steel revolver, similar to a Colt .45 Peacemaker, is visible in the right-hand holster, its handle of a murky reddish orange color, as though mother-of-pearl had swallowed the sunset. It is fairly obvious that the holster on her right would hold a matching gun.

Little is known of Kierstina, other than that she is a daughter of Corbin. She has not been seen in Amber since she was a child.