Lysistrata_

"Oh, the disgusting sound of a heart beating, beating, beating... It beats faster, now. Do I frighten you? Oh, how I'll savor the moment the beating stops."

Lysistrata. A woman who, in certain circles, strikes fear in the hearts of men, woman, and monster alike. Powerful beyond measure, her necromantic prowess is the stuff of legends, and her skill is likened to that of the god of the dead himself...

At least, one day she plans on reaching that lofty aspiration.

History
Meet Lillian J. Stradivarius, a refined young lady of very peculiar tastes. She was born during a very tumultuous time, the daughter of a lord of a small country caught between two great, warring empires. Each day was a struggle for her dear parents, who fought hard to maintain their land's autonomy despite pressure from all sides, leaving very little time for their precious child.

Lillian grew to resent that. As soon as she was old enough she began to act as rebellious and bratty as she could. She never listened to her nannies, threw fits and tantrums when she couldn't get her way- she even would "run away" for up to a day at a time, though she always returned when she got hungry. Her only comfort was her parent's vast library, where she spent hours upon hours simply reading everything she could get her hands on.

She was always one of more morbid interests, however. She loved reading horror stories, taking delight in descriptions of heroes and villains alike being torn to shreds or devoured alive by ravenous undead and malefic abominations. She read more than one might think possible for such a young girl, something most parents would be proud of. But she never got the attention she craved from her ever-busy mother and father, only making her retreat further into her books. She fantasized about her family being killed by the very same monsters she loved to read of, thinking of it as some ill-thought-out revenge for leaving her alone...

It was a bright and cheery day, however, when her fantasy finally came true. Her parents were slain just after the sun rose, their throats slit in their bed. Their killers were never caught, and nothing at all in the house was disturbed. It was a mystery, but one that led young Lillian into assuming control of the entire country, a task she was ill-suited for. But when the title passed on to her, so did a very interesting secret...

Beneath the family's manor was an ancient crypt, built in a time long-since forgotten. Held within its depths aren't just corpses, as well, but secrets. Elder magics, contained in hundreds upon hundreds of tomes. The sorts of magics that could make a very lonely girl's dreams come true...

More Recently
You can guess what sort of magic she stumbled upon, by the picture. Her history seems to have been marked, however, by the very first human she attempted to raise. While out on a walk she stumbled upon a half-eaten corpse in the middle of a field, one that'd clearly been dead for quite some time. It must have been fate, she decided, as she dragged the rotting body back to her manor.

And that night, well, she managed to raise Ember_Hollow, and the two have been inseparable ever since. The two have struck up some odd sort of friendship, for better or worse, but just where that friendship leads them... who can say?