There are witches in an area of Caerphy called the Sunless Marshes who are a rare breed: half siren, half witch, entirely unpredictable and as dangerous as enemies as they are loyal as allies. The Namifthii. The Sunless Marshes are called such due to an ever-present mist from the bog bubbles, and so always it seems like twilight. The Namifthii strike deals with travellers to take them across the marsh, they have affinities with the giant predators that live in the water and on the banks, and they lure their enemies to their doom with enchantments and taking on the form of their loves in the deepest parts of the marsh or singing and calling out to them in the voices of their beloved dead. This lady is one such witch – forever independent and beholden to none but the spirits she serves, answerable only to her gods and forever bonded to the marshes out of love and loyalty.