A Dark Elf from a place some 40,000 years in its life; Limira Vi'kriss was once a soldier in a grand skirmishing army. But not even she could prepare for her strangest trial yet. She had survived Demons, rival sects, hostile foreign species and even capture (Though she admits she enjoyed her time with her Mon'keigh companion.).

One ordinary jump through a portal made by her kin and forgotten in the deep corners of space, everything changed for her. In the space between space, things started to flicker and change; A metal frigate flashed to a wooden boat soaring through colorful space dust, her Lord Captain to a leather-clad vagabond ship's captain. The blood in her skull rushed and pounded with each flash and each beat of her heart. She clasped her head with her hands and she recoiled hoping to find purchase against a wall, instead, she fell. Her Spirit-Stone screeched, a flash of light filled her vision, and then she awoke again.

Limira Vi'kriss is visually and as much flavor as I can get away with, a Dark Eldar from Warhammer 40K. Mechanically she is an Elf with the Drow subspecies. She has long bright red hair, and pale, blue toned skin.