First appearance: S3E11 — Blood Feud 1 — Havoc v Isha Inverraseth · watch it on YouTube
Isha Inverraseth is a vampire archer known among the werewolf packs as the Lycan Slayer. She came to the Void with one purpose: to finally face Havoc, her oldest friend, who once left her bleeding in a forest. Played by blackgirlmage, she fought in S3E11 — Blood Feud 1 — Havoc v Isha Inverraseth, which was meant to become the show’s first unplanned two-parter. It was a grudge match so raw that the Grandmaster froze the fight rather than let it end in the wrong place.
Story
Before the Void
As a child, Isha was the bookish runt of her village. She was the last in her class to hit a growth spurt and was picked on even by the nerds. She knew everything from books but had rarely gone outside, so anything physical was three times harder for her to learn. Young Havoc burst into the village library with a huge stick, a sort of ancestor of the maul to come, and beat the bullies off with a shout of “Hey, fuck off! That’s my friend!” After that, Havoc stayed at her side. Havoc even gave Isha the shaved-sides haircut she had always wanted, in a bathroom off in the woods, while Isha sat there nervous.
Then came “that fateful night.” Wolves slaughtered their village, and the two friends were made to fight to the death while hungry eyes watched. Havoc tore Isha to within an inch of her life and walked away, leaving her alone in the forest, “bathing in my own blood.” Both of them carried a matching scar from an oath they had sworn: “We live together, we die together.” Isha’s is on her palm, a mirror image of the one on the back of Havoc’s right hand.
Isha survived and became a vampire. A vision later carried in one of her arrows showed what came next. A young girl, still in the clothes she wore the night she was abandoned, went from house to house gathering what she could. She found a bow and trained for years, crying at every age, until “the bow has completely melted into her hands.” She then hunted shifters through the weavespun forests. She followed Havoc’s shadow and killed those close to her, but never Havoc herself. She was saving her old friend for last, and her scar burned “every time I killed someone that wasn’t you.”
Blood Feud 1
The Arbiter pulled Isha into The Dread Fortress wrapped in shadow, and she greeted Havoc with a wave of that scarred palm: “Huh, this is unexpected. But not unwelcome.” The Grandmaster held a candle close and saw the mirrored scars. She was so pleased that she slapped the Arbiter on the back and told him he had actually done well for once. The fight was set in her dark city, a foggy town of small huts full of ghost footprints and no people. Isha opened it with a failed somersault between rooftops. Havoc called out landing advice from below, the advice stung, and Isha crashed hard and hurt her knee. She vanished into the fog. Meanwhile Havoc barricaded herself inside a hut and shouted that she’d had no choice.
Isha had no soul to offer Gerald, so she pulled out her own wisdom teeth instead. Gerald was delighted, since they would start his teeth jar, and gave her Tinderstrike, a spark-shedding flint dagger. She lit an oil-soaked rag with it, threw the flames down at the hut’s doorway and walked through them. “I’m going to smoke you out.” She has no need to breathe, so she stood calmly in the smoke and fire and drew arrows out of her spectral bow. The first arrow struck Havoc square in the heart, and the second pinned her back into the chair Isha mockingly called “your throne.” Havoc’s red-hot maul answered with an uppercut to Isha’s jaw, then a blow that drove her down onto one shoulder, as the burning building began collapsing around them.
Havoc walked out past her to settle it “under the night sky, the same way it began.” Isha let her walk straight into Tinderstrike’s blade, but the hit barely slowed Havoc down. In the town square, Havoc tried to smash the Box of Chaos shut and was blasted back for it. She begged Isha to drop the games, and for once Isha listened. She threw down the dagger, tore off her coat, spat out a mouthful of blood from her pulled teeth and drew two short swords. Asked by the Grandmaster what she truly wanted, she answered, “Then I guess we die together.” Her blades cut across Havoc’s chest and then drove toward her heart, a blow she chose to make non-lethal. As she fought, her tears turned from clear to shadow, and she repeated “You left me. You left me behind” with every swing. A golden spirit eagle circled above, shining on her alone.
She then rubbed a gold lamp she had picked up earlier, and it cut her for a drop of blood. Out came a green figure she mistook for a shrub, and then a “genie,” a word she had only ever read and never heard spoken aloud. (At the table, he was revealed to be a knockoff genie, a “weenie,” with very limited powers.) She wished “to go back to where it began.” He took her literally and sent both champions back to where they had started in the town, which reminded Havoc of the time Isha took the bullies’ words literally. Isha explained what she had meant: “if I were to die, I’d rather die where you left me.” The Arbiter agreed to move the fight, but warned that “they’re going to want to come too.” Dozens of werewolves from Havoc’s pack climbed onto the rooftops. They told Havoc to finish the girl, or they would. Isha said simply, “I’ll do it.” Havoc cried for the first time and apologized (“Took you long enough,” Isha replied), then hauled the maul back to slam it down.
The maul froze in midair. The Grandmaster stopped the fight, stroked Isha’s frozen face and promised her, “You will have your wish and you will find the grounds that you once stood upon. You will not be cheated out of that right.” Nobody died. Afterward Isha was pulled away to a demiplane to train, vowing as she vanished that “this isn’t the last you’ll see of me.” The feud between them remains unresolved.
Personality and Abilities
Isha is very tall, with dark brown undead skin and glowing, pulsing red eyes. Her hair is shaved at the sides and gathered into long locks down her back “for hunting.” Her arms are thick from archery and covered in tattoos, and her tattered cape is soaked in blood. She wears belts, clips and pouches “prepared for every situation.” There is something unnatural about her that makes eyes slide away, yet she carries herself elegantly and wears a smirk. She has no heartbeat and no soul, and her canines lengthen when she smiles. She is still the bookish one, and Havoc calls her the smartest person she has ever known, but she never learned to say “genie” out loud.
She fights as a hunter. She disappears into the fog, waits for the perfect shot and then strikes precisely. Her longbow is spectral, made from “a force of grief and shadow that traces her every footstep.” It drips like ink that turns to dry-ice vapor, and she shapes each arrow as she draws it. She also carries two short swords and an explorer’s kit, which she used to build an improvised firebomb, and she can call up a golden spirit eagle to heal her. Under all of it is a grief she has sharpened into rage. She sees that night in the forest as “nothing short of abandonment,” where Havoc sees “nothing short of a miracle.” At the table, her player called her “not a good person”: a hunter who has killed many werewolves and probably still doesn’t see anything wrong with it.
Relationships
- Havoc: Childhood best friend, protector and the one who left her for dead; the target of years of hunting, bound to her by a shared oath and mirrored scars.
- Grandmaster Elusia Skypiercer: Stopped the fight before it could end in the wrong place, and promised Isha she would get to fight where it all began.
- The Box of Chaos: Gerald accepted her wisdom teeth for his teeth jar and gave her the dagger Tinderstrike.
- The Arbiter: Brought her to the Void, and warned her that Havoc’s pack would follow wherever the fight went.
Memorable Quotes
“I was your choice and you chose differently and left me alone in that forest, bathing in my own blood. And now I’m going to make you bathe in yours.” (Blood Feud 1)
- “Wherever your shadow went, I followed.” (Blood Feud 1)
- “I never got my wisdom teeth out so you can have them.” (Blood Feud 1)
- “This is about my palm burning every single time I killed someone that wasn’t you.” (Blood Feud 1)
- “I seem to think of this as nothing short of abandonment while you think of this as nothing short of a miracle.” (Blood Feud 1)
- “Wherever their shadow goes, mine will follow. This isn’t the last you’ll see of me.” (Blood Feud 1)