In a time long ago, The Ashen Goddess had a true name, though it is now long forgotten. She was in that time the goddess of wanderers, and the one to whom travelers would pray for a safe journey.
Kros, however, who seeks simply to destroy everything, set its lidless eyes upon her. She was not prepared for the Shadow Wight’s assault, though she’d have been no match in any case. Still, she fought back bitterly, steadfast in her resolve that she would not allow Kros to consume her powers.
She knew she could not win, but she could deny Kros the prize it sought. She poured all of her power into her hand, and then with a single motion sliced her own hand from her body, casting it down to the world. Kros, seeing its prize falling, turned from her and began to go after it. The goddess howled in fury then, and with her bloody stump she punched Kros.
Kros was taken by surprise, but with the goddess’s power already cut from her body it quickly knocked her aside. The goddess, beaten and nigh powerless, fell. Her blood poured from her numerous wounds, until none was left to spill, and yet still she remained. As she watched Kros chase after her severed hand, the color faded from her eyes, from her skin, until only the ashen visage of a corpse remained.
The hatred for the god that had attacked her, however, would not die, and, so, neither would she. She became The Ashen Goddess, and while her power is still but a shadow of what she once wielded, she looks forward to the day that she can finally exact her vengeance upon Kros.
But what of Kros, and the goddess’s severed hand, containing all of her power?
The goddess’s surprise assault delayed Kros, and by the time it reached the world, her hand had already been found. A mortal, a traveler, had come upon it. Kros, sneering, quickly attacked the mortal, believing it a simple task to dispatch this lesser creature and snatch the hand from him. The goddess’s hand, however, had already bestowed her power upon the mortal; weakened from its battle with the goddess, and completely unprepared for any resistance of note, Kros was no match for the prowess of this newly-minted demigod before it, and in his first act as a god Kyor defeated Kros, sending the Shadow Wight cowering back to its realm to nurse its wounds.