She is Shaiith, the Nameless, for her name and right to be were taken away by her High Priestess. A longtime devout worshipper of the god of shadow & lies, Lolth the Demon Queen of Spiders, she was one of the most powerfull warlocks of her cabal as her study was intense and her desire lay deep. She was one of two warlocks who were presented their Elders to be given the honor of becoming an apprentice of the High Priestess in her cabal. When the other girl was chosen the Shaiith killed her. In a fueling wrath, the High Priestess banished her name. The spell was so powerfull that parts of her own mind were erased. Now this Shaiith wonders, looking for her own truth...

As she walked into yet another godforsaken town (The kind she liked best) she sensed great evil lurking in the dark. As she wandered through the streets a duo of lowlife thugs ambushed her threatening to rob and devile her. As she walked past the smoldering ashes of these former thugs an alarm sounded and within seconds she found herself surrounded with armed guards. Wondering why they would care for such filthy thugs and realising that she may not prove victorious when being outnumbered like this, she let herself be taken in, looking for the right moment to either escape without being noticed or by burning the station down.

Expelled from her cabal and being forced into a wandering life of solitude, she can be considered as an evil lifeforce. Not to be trusted, she is generally cruel, unfair and has a taste for the macabre. However, if she feels that great rewards are in sight she can 'hold off' her evil side as long as she thinks her efforts are not in vain. On the other hand, her arrogance and feeling of superiority are so deeply rooted that she has great difficulty in hiding those.
She dresses in a long, thick purple robe with gold lining. Her hood is almost always up, to hide her face in darkness, as she feels more comfortable that way. Which is kind of a shame, as she has long dark hair down to her thighs which she keeps curled up in a tail and hidden under her cloak. Her beautifull ebony face with fiery eyes was hardly ever seen without a grimace.