Amy was an American archaeologist at the age of 28. She was blonde with green eyes, c cup breasts and stood at five nine. She was somewhat pale and thin, this was due to the Slavic DNA in her.
Her skin was golden from the blistering sun of the desert Dig. She was fit and toned from moving around the various tombs. Scars and scratches marked her hands. Given it was 1941 and there was a risk of the Germans invading Egypt she wanted to get as much research done before the Africa Korps took over the tombs.
She had been the only daughter of a noted and knighted explorer called Sir Winston. He had married an American and she had been raised in Harvard but she had caught the Cairo fever. Now doing what her father had done she was looking for the tomb of Merneptah, the son and successor to Ramesses II the pharaoh who was said to have had over 100 children.
Rumors were coming out of Europe as to what the Nazi were doing to the Jews and a poem by Merneptah was the first written mention of the Jews as a people. Amy wanted to tie the ancient Egyptians to contemporary events. However the local guides, although Muslim, had had passed down through the generations warnings about a curse that afflicted women in the tomb of Merneptah.
Amy was fearless, she saw her heroes as Amelia Earhart. Woman could do anything..