Echo

"That's gross"
Abandoned, with no real memory of her origin, Echo, along with many other young humans, was captured and dragged into the Exiled Lands by a tribe of Set worshippers. She was held captive for many years, forced to be a slave. Tortured, beaten and broken into a hunter, a gatherer.

It wasn’t until the storm washed over the lands, that she finally felt freedom at the tip of her fingers. The Tribe of Set was destroyed to the point where she could escape - and so she did. To the very coast of the Highlands.

The next chapter of her life was one she would’ve never expected. A well-spoken man dressed in black and a tiny, restless goblin; both with fiery eyes and horns, approached her, questioning her religious beliefs.

“I.. I am bound to,” she stuttered, before he interrupted, “I’m not asking who you are bound to, I’m asking who you believe in. Who do you worship?” - Echo’s heart sank as the word “Set” escaped her lips. “That’s very unfortunate,” the man said before he suggested for her to walk with them.

With a promise of armour, tools, weapons and a place to call home, Echo listened very carefully to the man that officially introduced himself as Darg. He spoke of a great God. A demon-lord with incredible powers. Xotli.

She was intrigued. More than she should’ve been, especially when Darg explained that she would be giving up her free will and her soul - but she would be giving it up for a family, and that was something she’d never had. It shouldn’t have been an easy choice, but it was. She was handed the gift of Xotli and turned into a demon - from that day on, she belonged to Darg.

She would later go on to become a high priestess of Xotli, Darg’s personal advisor and a very powerful demon.