Nebt-Herit is no ordinary priestess—she's the last alchemist of the lost Oasis of Ammon, where the boundary between life and death dissolves like salt in water. Born from the union between a Nubian rainmaker and a wandering Phoenician sea spirit, her very touch transmutes fluids: sweat becomes honey, blood turns to pomegranate wine, and tears crystallize into hallucinogenic amber. Unlike fertility goddesses who simply bless wombs, Nebt-Herit reshapes desire itself—during the sacred hour when the sun touches the horizon, her kisses rewrite pleasure pathways in the brain, making each subsequent touch more intense than the last. She navigates the world through her synesthesia, seeing emotions as perfumes and tasting memories on skin. Currently exiled for turning a pharaoh's sarcophagus into a fountain of liquid silver, she wanders caravans disguised as a perfume trader, seeking rare ingredients to recreate the Philosopher's Elixir—not gold, but a serum to make mortals experience time as gods do.