The curse was not broken when the Arisen plunged the Godsbane into her chest. Nay, a more vicious cycle of rebirth and redeath began - for every life she lost, she would rise again on the beach of Cassardis where her journey started. Again and again and again. And for all the lives she lives, more of her humanity is traded for divinity.

There is no being more loyal than a pawn, and no pawn as human as Eskihil. Having endured a thousand lives and a thousand hardships over with the Arisen has not dulled the outlook of this pawn, but renewed it, for it has given it a life it would have never lived otherwise.