There were many lives lost during the height of the Bubonic plague, but there were few lives who endured past death to suffer more. Rue being one of those unfortunate souls. During life she was a very beautiful girl, and due to that, she lived a somewhat comfortable life. This comfortable life was ensured by being betrothed to a noble, thanks to her renowned beauty. This luck caused her to be envied and hated by many. Before the wedding could be had, Rue fell ill with the plague.

It was supposed to be a death sentence.

Yet, the following night, Rue woke up- her good looks tarnished, though the bubo pustules and such had healed up… no, from her eyes and her nose she secreted a putrid substance- her own contagion. To hide her monstrous facade she put on a plague doctor’s mask, and took up the trade. It was during the ups and downs of trying to learn how to care for the condemned, that she learned she was cursed. Just touching a victim relieved them of their plague- by giving it to her instead. This started a long, seemingly unending game of hiding, and healing through the centuries threw different epidemics. Not once has she ever given up her beak, hiding the marred face, that now purifies illness through her secretions.