Neshterkova

Neshterkova, the one who commands the crows, rose from the cinders of the fallen Twelve Legions of Libenhaizer where ash remembers names, and death itself learned to kneel before her silence.
Born where kingdoms ended and banners burned black, she did not inherit a throne, but the echo of collapse.
The crows followed her not as beasts, but as witnesses each wingbeat a memory she refused to forget.
They say she speaks only once a war has already decided its dead, and even then, it is not a command… it is a verdict carried on feathers.