Anatalla found herself escorting a small caravan through the Axan Wood. Having a reputation for being a xx of her word and with considerable skill as a mercenary, the odd escort job suited her wanderlust and general distrust of basically everything.

But this time it went sideways. Stopping at the warm old cottage for some promised food/drink in exchange for news and stories? Suspicious but confident she could fight her way out of any trouble before it got out of hand Anatalla could not have been more wrong.

The fight was short and brutal after Taviah appeared. It was down to Anatalla and what was left of two families. She’ll never forget what Taviah said, “I could kill and eat all of you and have nothing more than a meal and you fight with quite some skill. I will make you a deal. You serve me until death, and I will guarantee the safety of your charges”

It wasn’t really a deal she could refuse.

Taviah kept her word, binding Anatalla to keep hers. Anatalla would not mind dying to end her servitude but sees suicide (in any form) as a violation of their terms; she fought with her utmost until the end, plunging a dagger deep between Tsekani’s ribs [nat-20 on third swipe] before succumbing to her wounds.

She saw a brief flash of afterlife before being miraculously pulled from the brink of death and considers her contract fulfilled.