Jane was the unwanted child of a prostitute in Cerak, the squalid and dark town at the base of Cerak At'Thul. Like many such children, Jane was abandoned on the dirty streets and left for dead soon after her birth. The keen slaver, however, is always on the lookout for such abandoned babies, to take them in and raise them up to the age in which they could be usefully sold as slaves. A good price they fetched, these children, for slavery would be all they have known. Generic names are given to them--Jane or John, Michael or Michelle--and no family name.

And Jane has never seen her mother, let alone her father. Her earliest memory was of her new master: the Eunuch.


Octavian Drellis, "the Eunuch," demanded only one thing of his slaves: their sweat. He was about nothing more than hard-labor under grueling conditions, for there were ships to build and profits to be made. The Eunuch suffered nothing that got in the way of this--even his own sex drive, hence the nickname.

Jane, after years of child slavery, came to his attention for her ruthless willingness to betray (and even punish) her fellow slaves for transgressions against productivity. For this, the Eunuch promoted her to Second Overseer. Then First Overseer, after the former First met with an "accident." Then Jane promoted herself to master by seeing the Eunuch meet with a similar "accident."

But she wasn't interested in boatbuilding or productivity or anything of the sort. No. She was interested in one thing only: murder. The delicious murder of all of the Eunuch's slaves, one by one, discreetly, until none remained. This mildly satisfied her bloodlust, her callous need for vengeance and power.

And this garnered her the attention of the Sisters of the Citadel.


A cult, based on a island separate from Cerak At'Thul in the Black Bay. They believed Alarak to be an incarnation of a Dark One upon Arethil, and sought to offer him propitiations of blood and sacrifice. Jane herself offered her virginity to the "Dark One Alarak" in a blood-drenched ritual of initiation into the Sisters.

Of course, neither the Black Fortress nor the actual Alarak endorsed, or perhaps even truly cared about, the cult of the Sisters. They were yet another crew of pillaging marauders, offering up their cut as was demanded, their religious offerings happening far away and unbeknownst to them.

And raid and pillage the Sisters did. Sacrifices needed to be gathered, their treasures needed to be offered. The touch of the Dark Ones manifested in the most faithful of the Sisters, granting them the wicked power to help carry out these raids. Jane quickly ascended to become one of the most revered among the Sisters.

And it was her ship that the paladin known only as "The Redeemer" assaulted.


He slew Jane's fellow Sisters, those who were aboard her ship. Found her in the Captain's Quarters. Deflected her powers of the Dark Ones.

And the Redeemer placed a hand wreathed in Astra's brilliant light upon Jane's face.

Until all she saw was white.

And Jane was overcome with boundless awe in that moment.