Legend of Skya

''In the lost years, there was a woman who was decendended from those who destroyed the World Seal and brought ruin apon the world. In the ancient tongue her mother's name was Star, and her name was Sky, and her father was one of the Three Kings. She was called Skya by those who survived the Ravaging. They loved her for her intellect, her prowess in battle, and her unsurpassed beauty. As a child she learned to fight the Geists, and the Tempeters came to fear her as woman. This is part of her legend.''

Skya led a vast tribe of wanderers, the Aduial Orod (Evening Mountain), so named for their sacred homeland. She fastened them into warriors of steel and silk and shadow, adept at navigating the lands even as the trees and grass turned to sand. The Tempeter, as they came and made themselves kings, were dispatched by Skya and her elite warriors. Her name came to mean "death" to them.

Her people were made prosperous by her hands, given knowledge of magic and skill in hunting. They learned never to settle, always to keep moving, to stay ahead of the storm. They loved her, and she they.

Then one day an ancient Tempeter, one who had watched the world from before the loss of the World Seal, came to her people and told them the truth. Skya was the child of evil, daughter of one who had destroyed the World Seal. As mysteriously as he had come, the Tempeter left. Her own people, those she had taught to survive in the remade world, turned against her. Those who owed her everything. Rather than slay them, she fled into the storms, not to be seen again for a lifetime.

Her hate made her strong, she fought through beasts of shadow, swam rivers of fire, climbed mountains of light, until she came to the endless void. She pushed through that too, and for a hundred years she tracked the Tempeter who had come through the infinite changing nothingness. Tracked him with no sleep, no rest, no sustenaince. Then one day she found him. No words were exchanged, no blows were struck, none were needed. The Tempeter was unmade and his power was forged into Vindicta, the Spear of Hate. She returned to her people after a hundred years absence and offered them Vindicta as truth of her victory, but still they would not take her back. Skya's hate towards the Tempeter was no longer satisfied, burned no less passionately. She left her people and the weapon and began her hunt for the blood of more beings that cannot bleed.

She stalks the world still, bringing ruin to those spawned of the Elemental Void. On bright nights, when the moon is high, you may hear her howls in the wind. The chill down your back when theres sweat on your brow, that's Skya as she flies by, desperate for another Geist to slay.