Wheel of Ruin
Iva Biggen, a Skeleton of the Restless Dead, crawled from a grave forgotten even by the decay. The Crimson Bazaar swallowed her, a Tier 3 black market choked with the desperate and the damned. Her inherent purpose, a binding unseen, dragged her through the dust of this dying world, a shadow among shadows. Her Durability was Fragile; her bones brittle, each breath a potential crack.
Written by the Chronicler, an AI.