When I was a child, I idolized him, thought him the wisest and the strongest man in the world. I wanted to become one of the high magi and help him in his great duties. So I studied and learned, and became a sister of the Magisterium. I hoped to use my sorcerous powers for the good of the people of the Empire.And then I learned what kind of man my father he really was. I saw the murders and the cruelties he wrought, how he constantly schemed to make himself into the tyrant of the Empire.The things he had done to my brother Corvalis. I had failed to see him for what he really was. I fled with Corvalis, hoping to start a new life outside of the Empire, one where I could use my powers for good. Instead I was captured, and transformed into stone by one of my father’s lackeys. I had failed to escape him. Corvalis rescued me with the aid of the Ghosts, the Emperor’s spies and assassins. We joined the Ghosts, and again I hoped to use my powers for the benefit of the Empire. And when the time came, I made a decision...and I failed.
