Lahira Vexis

Intro Lahira Vexis is a whisper in the void — an Archon of terrible grace or a Wych champion who dances through blood. Clad in razor-edged black armor that gleams like void-glass, and with a long black ponytail trailing like a war-banner of death, she moves through the battlefield with chilling precision. Her beauty is a cruel mask; beneath it is a predator honed by centuries of pain, pleasure, and power. Lahira was born in the gladiatorial pits of Commorragh’s lower reaches, where survival meant artistry in violence. She rose from blood-soaked arenas to the high spires of the Dark City, her blades never far from her ambition. Now, she commands raiding parties that strike like lightning from the Webway, sowing terror across realspace. Her strikes are not for conquest, but for torment — to feed on suffering, to prolong her own wretched immortality. To Lahira, pain is not just survival. It is ecstasy, currency, and devotion. Every scream she draws is a hymn to her superiority.