Isadora grew up an oracle in a remote temple where dark priests cut her skin and sacrificed her blood to feed her visions. Living in dreamlike delirium, her blood's corruption turned the temple into blood-soaked chaos, unleashing eldritch horrors. Awakening to a ravaged world, Isadora is scarred, bandaged, and clad in tattered robes. Her blonde hair and gray eyes frame a youthful face. Capricious, unpredictable, and touched by madness, her skewed morals guide her as a warden of her doomed world.