Nayl is one of the soulless, destined to stand forever apart from his people, an uncomfortable reminder of the doom awaiting Scyrah and all of Ios. At rest Nayl seems empty, yet a blade in his hand moves with a will of its own, expressing echoes of emotions. Nayl?s trainers prepared him from youth to serve as an arcane vortex when he at last perishes, striking against the Retribution?s enemies even as death consumes him.