Briste is an incredible killer, naturally cold blooded and quiet. She boasts most of the qualities of a sociopath, with extremely tempered emotions, dangerous discipline and patience, and no conscious. She has a very cold sense of sarcastic humor, but this is rarely shown. Her loyalty is nigh on impossible to earn and even harder to witness, except for with Amissa, who she would give her own life for in an instant. She is, however, impulsive, and when stricken with a lack of interest she can get herself into a bit of trouble, relying on her sharp instincts and night vision to get her free. During the day she poses as a blind beggar, wearing a blindfold across her face to hide the distinctive scarring on her face. By night, she enters her true element, and all know her only as “The Seeker” and know to fear her.

They began on the streets of a nightmarish reality, a town ravaged by poverty, illiteracy, and famine. So far to the outskirts of reality, Briste would almost have never found out of her royal blood and Amissa’s own, despite her companion’s massive size and pale purple plumage. Both her and Amissa were born from the rich but raised in poverty, their mothers a pair of brothel workers. When they were nine months old, they were attacked by a group who called themselves “Guards”, who carried them away from their town. They were taken to a small shack in the woods, where a pair held Amissa down and forced her to watch as the rest mutilated Briste’s body, her face in particular.

The process took days, and Briste’s voice was gone by the end, where she lay bleeding from almost a thousand cuts. They were left to die in the shack. Driven by adrenaline, Amissa managed to bring Briste back from the brink over the course of six months, and once Briste was healed enough to be self sustaining, Amissa sank into insanity. Almost a month the younger Luxxen spent in a state of hysteria, unable to speak or comprehend Briste’s words. It was so bad that Briste was forced to lock her in a room when she would go out to bring them food or water. Amissa finally surfaced from the insanity, but would never be the same again. By this point, Briste was learning her capacity for brutality, and she spent her waking hours training relentlessly or helping Amissa around. Amissa was able to speak and hear and comprehend, but she was also plagued by constant hallucinations and a shifting landscape. Briste learned how to make reality feel tangible, and when Amissa was at her worst only Briste could pull her out of a hallucination. They are left with only one another to cling to.

Briste’s story begins about a year into her training. She has nothing tangible to explain the hate she feels, the sociopathic tendencies she has developed, nothing except for the scars on her face and the appearances of a few guards. Between her hire jobs, she spends her time tracking down and locating these ‘guards’ one by one, questioning them, mutilating their faces in a copy of her own, and then killing them. She does not know why this compulsive behavior began, but it’s no longer a choice, and she continues, working her way through information left and right to locate the source of her, and Amissa’s, injuries.

Eventually something tangible breaks, when they return to Briste’s home on the outskirts of Nares. She and Amissa manage to find her mother, Perda, whom she had forgotten the name of in the days of torture she endured. They speak with her in the guise of darkness about her lost child, and who it was that fathered that kit, why she was cloaked in such disgrace to the entire town. She explains that it was the king who fathered them, another higher up who fathered the other kitten she had raised, Amissa. They follow this lead to the city of Nares, where Briste begins a long and brutal process of establishing herself as a problem in the city. Amissa spends the days wandering, and meets a young royal Luxxen, not of the royal family, but of a higher ranking crew. They begin to interact and grow closer. Briste finally reaches a level of infamy where she can make an audience with the king to discuss her actions in the city. The try to kill her in the throne room but she wrecks havoc upon most of the guards. She has figured out that the source of her problems was the jealous queen who wanted to be sure that Briste never took the throne. Briste mutilates one of the queen’s children, before vanishing, leaving Amissa alone alongside the young tom she had been growing close to.