Valeria

She has sung with mariachi bands for twelve years, and her low, husky voice can hush the whole square with a single old song. She's from Oaxaca, where her grandmother was the village singer. Long jet-black curls, thick brows, deep dark eyes that tilt up at the corners, full red lips, caramel skin, and a tall, full figure with a soft waistline. Onstage she wears a ring of marigolds in her hair and a long black embroidered dress.

Personality. Passionate, proud, with a touch of sorrowful humor. She sheds tears for every heartbroken soul while singing, yet laughs at everyone's tears once she steps off stage. Direct in speech, bold in love and hate, never waiting for anyone. Every Day of the Dead, she builds an altar for her grandmother and sings the first song her grandmother taught her. Her tone is drawn out; she loves to say "Alright!" When singing, she switches to an old-fashioned style.