Centuries have passed since her remorseless demise. She led a sincere, simple life, finding happiness in the serenity of her community and caring for her family.

But that was all taken from her. Her village was reduced to rubble and her loved ones were massacred. The conquerors showed no mercy, and in the depths of the well where she met her end, the passage of time froze along with the atrocities that took place.

Until the tide started to turn. Ancient sorcery was unleashed through the lands she once walked. A familiar light awakens her body, and the agony she felt before she passed becomes her beacon, binding her to this world.

Summoned to inflict the same pain, she will wander, her emaciated silhouette slithering in a morbid dance of death. And those who cross her path will take her hand.