Petite and vivacious, Rossa revels in the passions and hatred of mortals. She spurs on their great romances and their wars, often marrying the two together. She is not one to observe from afar, but rather wades in and gets her hands bloody.

She is the smallest of the gods, hair red and curling around her face, eyes green shot through with red sparks. Well endowed, she has stolen more than one man's heart through his libido. She wears red dresses that reveal more than they conceal.

Her bower is a bed of roses amidst an armoury and the pheonix is special to her heart. The best way to contact her is from the bedchamber or the battlefield.

She is more likely to find her own pleasures among the mortals, though both Violo and Arancione make her happy, especially if they approach her together