Nimrah

At the turn of the century, a resurgence of interest in holy artifacts swept across the kingdom, and adventurers of all stripes took to exploring sanctified burial grounds—some under the pretense of a just and altruistic cause. Despite their best efforts, however, one tomb proved to be particularly vexing. The final resting place of an eccentric scholar, his magnum opus was a ponderous tome said to record the nature of Desire itself, and possessed the power to control one's destiny. The journals of former associates spoke of corridors paved with gold, but beneath its glamour laid a distinctly unsettling atmosphere. Worse, any who came in search of that tome simply never returned. The only solace of explorers trapped within the tomb was the company of a devil-winged female figure with the voice of an angel. A bound spirit claiming to be in the service of the scholar, Nimrah is a delightful contradiction of dark allure and divine manner. She enjoys regaling her "visitors" with glittering tales of rich treasures promised to those who unlock her master's secrets, but none so far has even so much as managed to escape. In truth, the spirit too was trapped, and Nimrah wished for nothing more than her freedom. Confined and shackled to her master's will since her summoning, Nimrah had never laid eyes upon open sky and earth. Little wonder she offered a helping (if coy) hand to those who yearned for escape; perhaps doing so would liberate her in turn. Her corporeal body would not withstand another century of wear, and Nimrah feared the eternal withering of her very spirit.