Notes from author
An old & Bitter cleric long forgotten to the deities she once served, wandering aimless through the land of the undead, Her moral & principal broken & Trodden upon.
Now she only see's death, breath's death, it's decaying smell filling her head, furthering her from humanity with every kill, It won't belong soon she will be hollow too.
Her nature, Her justice have lead her to the darkwaiths, here she will have her final wish.