Lilith

Escaped from a murderous cult and granted a second chance at life by the Pale Judge, Lilith doesn’t use her weapons for justice. She uses them to blow open cage doors to freedom and clear a path for revenge.

Nightjar’s Swoop

Lilith wasn’t allowed to listen to music, once. On her first night of freedom, she went to a saloon, stole the gold set into this Krag, and still hums the lyric she heard the band play there: “Death is a bird flying.”

Seabird’s Dive

Lawmen still recall when Lilith and the Silver Spur leaped on a departing barge to catch their quarry just in time. Their target had been wanted dead or alive, so the Silver Spur disarmed him while Lilith used this New Army to finish him off.

Owl’s Wisdom

Lilith whispers the same prayer before injecting this Stamina Shot: “Devil grant me the bullets for what I can’t accept and the steady aim for what can’t accept me.”

For years, Lilith didn’t see the dark rituals of the cult that raised her as a choice. She’d been born into the community, named by it. As she grew into an unearthly beauty, she was instructed to use her pretty face to bring in newcomers for membership—or sacrifice. But however much she helped the Leaders, she was never given the power that those sacrifices supposedly granted.

One day, she disobeyed instructions. As punishment, the Leaders killed her friend: an owl with a damaged wing that she’d brought home and kept in a golden cage. Enraged, Lilith fought back, killing one of the Leaders and fleeing from the compound. She knew she’d committed an unforgivable sin and could never return. But she no longer wanted to.

Emerging into the world with nothing and no one, she murdered and stole with no regard for others, desperate to carve a life full of things she’d chosen for herself. It didn’t last long before she was caught and taken before the Pale Judge.

She waited before his bench, sure that her punishment would be another imprisonment. Instead, the Pale Judge consulted his tarot cards and revealed the Devil, reversed: a card foretelling a return to control.

The Judge pardoned Lilith on one condition: She would help him catch lawbreakers until the scales of justice were in balance again. She fell in with him and his right-hand man, the bounty hunter called Silver Spur, and the three roamed DeSalle in search of justice. Truthfully, Lilith didn’t care about righteousness or redemption. Lilith only cared about getting to live outside the cage, flying free, talons out.

When her debt to the Pale Judge is repaid, she means to go back to her old community and show them they should’ve killed her instead of her bird, while they had the chance. Until then, she tears through every Hunter that stands in her way.