The anvil-block of Justice is firmly laid, and Fate is forging there the sword for the execution.

Born into the midst of the All-Seeing's reign and as a daughter of the secret-faithful of Umbar, Nisar was not destined for a life of safety or comfort. Her people, the Daukh Jemmnu, were a small sect of those committed to preserving faith in The Father in the south and had been forced to ever greater secrecy and espionage over the years to keep themselves from the All-Seeing's eye. As citizens of the city, they blended seamlessly with their fellows, only practicing their faith in darkness on rare holy days of silent thanksgiving using icons of Western Powers and portentous figures of history.

Therefore, little is known of Nisar's childhood. She was initially raised by her father alone, a man named Akurga whom lead a tenuous double-life as both a prominent figure within the faithful as well as a Captain of the Haven in Umbar's navy. However, he did wed within their community again and soon Nisar had a little brother named Akálam, some five years her junior.

They were as happy a family as could be possible under such circumstances and tyranny, with Akurga's new wife Marija raising Nisar as dearly as any true mother might. But as with all joy under the yoke of the All-Seeing, it was not to last, though it's ending had an unexpectedly bitter source.

In a sudden attack by the men of Gondor, Nisar was only twelve when she saw her father felled by a terrible man of daunting height and unnervingly sharp eyes. She had run after her little brother as Akálam had thought to fight, but she only succeeded in spiriting him away after he had taken up their father's spear and impaled his murderer with it. Akálam thence forth believed the devil to be slain, but Nisar was never so assured, and the resentment burned in her for years counting. They discovered the man had been called 'Thorongil', a name in a language they knew only for it's association with the Elendili of the north, marking him as brethren to them in faith at least and colouring Akurga's death as not just attack but unknowing betrayal as well.

Still, with the deaths of the ruling lords of Umbar and the subsequent crisis of leadership caused by the attack, at the very least the All-Seeing were distracted from their hunts for the Faithful and Nisar and her kin grew bolder in their work. Now more than survival, they chose to also attempt to affect change, using their networks and the skills for spycraft developed in desperation now for a more active cause. They waged a silent war with the Heirs of Castimir as they attempted to claim dominion, though the Daukh Jemmnu never revealed their identity.

It did not change the outcome in the end, and with the support of the Ordakh empire the Heirs of Castimir seized Umbar with Balakhor as their Prince. Once again the Daukh Jemmnu went to ground and withdrew to lick their wounds and bide their time, and Nisar (but eighteen) was wed to a sailor of Balakhor's ship named Phuradi. He was also of the Faithful by birth and the pair were well matched, soon blessed by The Father with first a boy (Akurdi) and then a girl (Pheia).

Nisar found some contentment once more, though at times she performed subtle acts of espionage for her people within the confines of her life and found motherhood both a joy and a restriction. But this was yet another joy that could not last.

When Phuradi began taking their son with him upon voyages to sea, Nisar believed him when he claimed it was to teach Akurdi life upon a ship. And when this apprenticeship brought their family into higher circles of society, Nisar assumed it was due to Phuradi's distinction. She did not know what those within a small upper-class circle knew, what a child on board a Son of Castimir's ship was there for.

And then, one day, there was a great squall out to sea. Balakhor's ship returned to harbour late and battered, but with all it's crew and the fleet behind it miraculously safe. And also, for some reason, Phuradi to rich reward. The only thing missing to Nisar's eyes was Akurdi.

Phuradi told her the boy had been lost overboard, he wept when he said it and begged her forgiveness. But Nisar knew he lied. For that very day she had heard the women of the upper court speaking terrible things, of rituals of blood, of children taken to sea in case of storms for their throats to be slit and to be cast overboard as appeasement to Osse's wrath. And in her heart she knew what Phuradi had kept from her, what his purpose had been all along.

She took her husband home from the docks and slew him, though she lost her right eye in the struggle.

And after that she disappeared. Pheia was sent to be raised by Akálam's family and in ignorance of her mother's motives she grew a desire for murderous vengeance upon her in her own right. But Nisar was never recognized again within the City, indeed 'Nisar' is only as she is known now, with her old name left far behind her. A life of secrets and hard labour has molded her into an entirely new creature, one with complex loyalties built on simple and enduring goals. She calls the Umbar-môkh her home and the Kindred of the Coins her committed allies, yet some say the 'Eaglefoe' keeps strange company in the north as well, for even stranger purposes.