Lillith, sitting alone in a dark corner of the dimly lit room, in her barrack her eyes glowed a deep blood red as she cleaned her longbow rifle. As she polished the gun barrel her hands showed a deep red, a mix of gunpowder and blood. She moved so silently that even in such close proximity to a large group of people in the room, not a single glance was cast her way. Lillith was feared by many, only for her deadly aim and swiftness. she wears half of a skull mask that goes up to her nose