Many years ago, a young orphan was out playing in the woods, when she spotted something glistening in the sun. Her curiosity getting the best of her, she scurried to the spot of the reflection. Hurriedly she dug at the fallen leaves and uncovered a handsome kryss. It’s handle made of gold encrusted with what looked like the stars to the young girl. With all her might she was finally able to lift the kryss, but just as quickly dropped its point to the ground. She liked the kryss and decided to drag it to her home. After nearly half a day she finally had gotten the beautiful kryss to the hollowed out tree she called home. She wrapped the kryss in a battered cloak she used to stay warm on cold nights and tucked it way for safekeeping.

Each and everyday she carefully unwrapped what had now become her prized possession. She pretended to be a mighty warrior, as she dragged the kryss around the forest near her home. As time went on and she grew, the kryss became like a feather in her hands. She was able to wield the kryss with little effort. Yet she knew she needed to learn to use it properly.

One foggy morning she decided it was time to develop some skill with the kryss and ventured into the forest deeper then ever before. Suddenly out of a small cluster of bushes came a giant spider. Frightened, she drew the kryss from its makeshift sheath. The giant spider withstood her blows and managed to plant it’s poison into her leg. She kept hitting the spider until it finally fell. She collapsed into unconsciousness as the poison overtook her body.

Feeling the warmth on her face, her eyes fluttered open. Sitting bolt upright she looked around her, not knowing where she was. She tried to stand only to sink back to the bed with her head swimming. Suddenly the door opened and 2 men stood before her, one older than the other.

The older man spoke first " Ahh, you are finally awake! Thought we lost you there for a few days. I am Tinkerer and this is my son Cabal Jr." "Seems that spider, got a good bite in before you finally killed it." Looking from father to son she finally spoke. Her voice raspy she said, " I am Zubrette. Where am I?" "You are in our home, we couldn’t just leave a child out in the forest to die." Replied Tinkerer as Jr looked on. Suddenly more alert, Zubrette asks, "Where is my kryss!" Jr replied "don’t worry little one we have it and when you are well I’ll teach you how to use that beauty the right way."

As the days turned into weeks and weeks into months, Zubrette grew stronger and Tinkerer and Jr grew fonder of the young girl. They grew so fond of her jokes and her laughter they decided to keep her as part of their little family. Jr and Zubrette spent hours each day practicing with her kryss. Soon Zubrette was wielding the kryss with skill and deadly force.

Tinkerer and Jr decided it was time that she met with their brothers and sisters of the Knights of Britannia. She soon joined the ranks of KoB where she now continues to improve her skills under the watchful eyes of the greatest warriors and mages of all the lands.