Torianna

Torianna was once a proud elven warrior from the Denid tribe. Few could match her with or energy when it came to hunting and fewer still could gain her respect. She loved to toy with the other males and females and lead them into false hopes. She felt her beauty could help her in all aspects of her life.  In the year 551 the appearance of the Zealot had caused the world's stability to shake. Torianna had been out hunting near the outskirts of her village when she came across a large object the size of a house. This object was unlike anything she had ever seen. It had a smooth outside surface but seemed tougher than the armor they all wore. Torianna continued to investigate the object as the rest of her hunting party also approached.  Transfixed on the object Torianna never witnessed her companions disappear into the object. Something within was calling her. She reached out to the object and placed her hand to feel the smooth surface. The object revealed an opening to her and unable to resist she walked inside.  The inside of the object was dark and a smell she could not understand assaulted her senses. She turned to leave the object but the entrance had disappeared. Torianna panicked and attempted to find an exit. As she roamed within the object she began to feel it was not as small as it had appeared on the outside. She had lost all sense of direction.  Hours later she stumbled into a large space. She could see what looked like her fellow elves in the room but they did not reveal their faces nor acknowledge her presence. She called out to them but they did not respond. Bitter over the ignorance of her party she approached them. As she neared them she could smell the stench of blood. Torianna fell backwards as she viewed the remains of her companions. Chains had split open the chest of her fellow companions, exposing the organs inside. But there was no look of fear on any of the faces… Instead it seemed as if they had experienced pure ecstasy moments before their end.  She knew she had to escape. As she attempted to leave the room a hook emerged from a wall and pierced Torianna’s leg. She screamed as she attempted to remove the hook but more emerged from the wall and pierced more places on her body. The pain was excruciating but she could not faint. A voice began to speak from somewhere. She will serve as the perfect vessel. The hooks began to pull and her flesh began to rip. But there was no longer any pain… Instead an intense wave of pleasure began to surge from within her body. She could not understand why she felt such pleasure from the pain. Flesh began to tear off her body exposing bones and organs. But she did not want the pain to stop.  It is unknown how long Torianna was within the object. An Elven scouting party had been sent to search for her group after they had failed to return. As they neared the area where Torianna had first observed the object they stopped in horror. Torianna was standing outside of the object but her beautiful figure was now destroyed and replaced with metal tendrils and objects. Hooks still embedded in her flesh in random places. She turned to look at the search party. With a smile she asked… Embrace us.  Alliance Report:  Torianna has destroyed the Denid. Upon her discovery by the rescue unit sent by that tribe she captured them and tortured the elves as she exposed them to Ascended cores. These cores embedded into the elves and completely transformed them. Most Eleven Ascended (Now known as Night Stalkers) have maintained the skills they learned for hunting. It is unknown how many Night Stalkers exist at this time. Torianna has moved on from Denid and now resides with Azvameth in the capital.  We can report that all new captures by the Ascended are taken to the capital for torture by Torianna. We can not classify strength or vitality. Due to her physical form it is assumed that the damage threshold is high. May require a full squadron to subdue if encountered.  Herald Danger Status: High

Era: The Embrace:  Role: Torturer (Leader) Race: Ascended Age: ??? Gender: Female Origin: Elf Beacon- Epsilon