The Last of the Hme'ylilar

One woman, a shadow in the universe. A name, associated with the downfall of those who would stand on the broken bones of their victims to reach power, the rising of revolutionary movements, of storms and turbulence, feared by many, unknown in face, clouded in the mysteries of time. A force for good, but enough to strike fear into the hearts of all species. A dangerous suggestion, she walks in fire, only flickering into existence when the cries of aggrieved generations ring across land. Always ready, always destructive. And yet, her story starts as normally as any childhood.