Lostara Yil

Officer of the Red Blades

Once a Shadow Dancer in the temple of ?

'Her skin was dark and tattoed in Pardu style, her nose narrow and aquiline' (Hoc UK mmpb p.285)

The Shadow Dance

"Don't ask me that.  I see that question in every face.  They all look at me.  They say nothing."  She hesitated, staring down at her hands.  "It was the Shadow Dance.  It was every Shadow Dance."  She met his eyes suddenly.  "It wasn't me.  I just slipped back, inside, and just like you, I watched."

"If not you, then who?"

"The Rope.  Cotillion, the Patron God of Assassins."  She grimaced.  "He took over.  He's done things like that before, I think."

Henar's eyes widened.  "A god."

"A furious god.  I – I have never felt such rage.  It burned right through me.  It scoured me clean."