Her Serenity

- No one knows how the Lady came to be or what her true purpose is. She is not a woman and she’s not human. Her aspect is that of a floating, robed, giant female, with a mantle of blades around her, impassive, expressionless face. Sometimes she’s seen drifting through the streets, the edge of her gown just brushing over the cobblestones. She never speaks. Those who try interfering with her erupt in horrid gashes at just the touch of her gaze and even something as superficially innocuous as tactile exposure