Morwen was the unseen blade of Calden, an assassin who ensured the Lord’s will remained absolute. In the halls of his court, cruelty reigned, but ambition had its limits—those who reached too far did not live to regret it. With silent precision, Morwen culled schemers and traitors alike, her twin blades ending plots before they could take root. Yet in her devotion to the Lord’s command, she failed to see the true threat beyond Calden’s walls. While she culled rivals within, rebellion festered unchecked. By the time she realized her mistake, the gates were already falling.
Her failure stains her even in undeath. Now, she moves as she did in life—a flickering presence in the dark, unseen until it is too late. Clad in soundless, ornate armor, she glides through the ruins of Calden, her faceless mask betraying no emotion, her cloak swirling like smoke as she steps from shadow to shadow. Her blades, as exquisite as they are merciless, carve through flesh before their victims even realize she is there.
Though the rebellion that slew her has turned to dust, Morwen lingers, bound to her Lord’s eternal service. The echoes of her failure remain, and she will not rest until her debt is repaid in blood.
