Ascending Bow of Hateful Ruin

The girl who was to become known as Ascending Bow of Hateful Ruin was born in Sijan. It is perhaps fitting that a Death Knight was born, exalted and corrupted in the land of the dead, and she often wonders if her destiny was pre-determined or if she had any control over it. Her tale seems quite simple, and if she had been born in any other city perhaps this girl would have married a boy, raised children with said boy, grown old with and buried next to said boy. As the gods would have it though, she was born into the land of the Death Lords and life would never be so simple.

Damien. The name haunts her dreams, spoken in soft whispers that feed on her memories. Now eyes are all she sees, startling green eyes that pierce the dark crevices of her soul and judge her weaknesses, her failings, her wickedness.

Born in Sijan. Exalted under the Unconquered Sun in Sijan. Corrupted by Walker in Darkness in Sijan. Nothing else matters for these are the only events which define her. She reached aged 22 in human years before her first cursed exaltation, 22 years of studies and rituals while slowly dying under the guise of living. Known for her cunning mind and gift for discovering untold knowledge, the girl became The Whisperer of Secrets, the ear to whom all of Sijan’s dead tell their truths upon their dying breaths.

It was a foolish girl who took this mantle, for few Whisperers hold their positions long when the living try to claim the secrets of the dead for themselves. When her family was slaughtered by ruthless mercenaries for “motivation” to meet their demands for information from the dead, she exalted as a Solar and sought her revenge. Six months of investigation, loosening tongues with cunning words or a sharp blade, and the bodies of her enemies lay dead in her wake. And there she stood, beholden to all of their accumulated knowledge, and very much aware of the fact that the Death Lord known as First and Forsaken Lion was the true seeker of the Whisperer’s knowledge.

With this information in hand but no idea how to act on it, she once again found herself in Sijan. Nothing had changed. Death was everywhere and it was nowhere. She ran to her Damien’s house, hoping that her best friend might soothe her angry spirit and offer the welcoming she longed for. Upon arrival she watched from the shadows as Death Knights serving First and Forsaken Lion took Damien as their prisoner. Though she was a Solar exalt, the girl knew she was in no position to take on 3 Death Knights alone. Her heart seeped with hatred for the Death Lord, he who had taken everything from her.

And that is when Walker in Darkness offered her salvation. He offered an interesting job prospect, to acquire information he wished that required her talents and in return he offered her the chance to seek vengeance upon First and Forsaken Lion. She fled from Sijan with her Master and not once did she look back. She never saw the striking green eyes staring after her.