A mature woman who hasn't opened her eyes in a great many eras. This Hisuian Typhlosion goes by 'Cassandra' for the time being due to forgetting her original name long ago. She was once a normal mortal, before a peculiar incident occurred a great millennia ago.

Gravemilks are essentially for the tending of souls trapped or damned to the afterlife. More information here. But strangely enough, Cassandra no longer has any peers to aide her. Thus in addition to giving up the burden of sight, she has also cast aside her voice.

Perhaps one day someone will visit her.