My next life was between the first and second god wars. I was born the daughter of a Lord of Ellylon, Quynlara Tathar; I met a young Ryllian and taught him now to play the harp. We fell in love and were married. Taffef recognised my soul and he knew if I was ever to bare Ryllian a child it could be a rival for his power. So when I became pregnant he sent he to the ancient lich, though terrified I could not resist the strange pull the lich had over me and became his servant in undeath. Ryllian tracked us down and destroyed us both, releasing my soul, but he was sent mad by the loss of me. Ryllian could not raise me from the dead.