Huntress of the Left-Most Way

The augeries have been divined, sacrifices made to things far older than Hell itself & their whispers decrypted. Now is the time to strike forth into mortal Creation!

Cloaked in the All-Seeing Beast's skin that cannot be cut by any mortal made blade, the Huntress skips through Creation, never alighting anywhere longer than it takes to fire a bowshot or take a head.

Radius & Ulna have burst through skin & flesh & are now the spars of an unholy bow, corrupted muscles rippling off unerring arrows of its own blood & sinews to strike down the fated enemies of those that dwell beneath even Hell itself. One breast was ritually sacrificed to bring forth the bow from its muscles, (no loss, it was never going to nourish another life with it) & like the Scythians of old it now harries the Mortal realms of Christendom.

It wears its wealth jingling from its body, the light clack of gold upon gold the only sign that its head-taker blade is about to cleave your neck in twain.

Its face hidden from YHWH, its goals unknown to all but its patrons, it joins the hunt!