"Ohw, I'm just a girl from a small monestary, with three meals a day and some jolly good fun." she said and as she moved the shadows in the room moved with her,  but after an angry glance they faded back, "That is until the Shadow Cultists came and killed my people. I wasn't around that day, I was running ... an errand yes, when I saw the smoke from the monestary. When I returned I found them performing the ritual. The same ritual they are performing now. So I jumped in, tried to stop them and was possessed by the Darkness. It's at the same time as bad as it sound, not as bad, and much worse than anyone can imagine. And then .. I don't know exactly what happened, but the abbot of the monestary was there, on the ground, defeated by me or the Avatar. And he gave me the amulet to protect me. Or perhaps to protect the world from me... I don't know."<br/><br/><br/>Her tone was remarkably flat when she recounted it, but there was clearly hatred to her voice when she mentioned the Shadow Cultists. And amusement on the subject of the amulet.<br/><br/>"But nowhere on my world was I safe from the Shadow Cultists. So I left. Going to see my brother and his friends." she said still as calm as always, "Only to find they were all dead, and the Shadow Cultists having followed me here, or actually having been here already. So I observed for a while. See, that's the biggest problem for me with the Avatar. It doesn't feel like I used to. I don't feel like I used to. And I don't know if they are summoning another Avatar, or just me."