Kildanye Devyl, standing boldly before the great spires of North Karana, imparts a natural warning to all those near her.  Her cold stare radiates an innocent evil that both terrified and captivated me, as I looked on, unable to move.  It was as if Lord Nagafen himself seized me in Dragonfear.

Undaunted by my puniness, she and her minions Bumluc Aitbal and Zanuk Nunchuk scanned the horizon for signs of treants and druids, which they had come to hunt.

The typically warm, peaceful Karana night was now cold and forbidding. Neither a soul nor creature stirred, for they knew... no, they could feel... that the Maiden of Darkness had arrived.