Seraphina, like her former male counterpart, was once a highly respected commander in the naval forces before the Never Setting Sun fractured the land. She was renowned for her strategic mind, her unwavering resolve, and a keen understanding of naval warfare. Now, the constant twilight casts long shadows across her features, lending her an air of both authority and a certain world-weariness.

Her right hand was lost in a fierce naval engagement from her past life, now replaced by a meticulously crafted prosthetic of polished obsidian that moves with surprising dexterity. This dark appendage is the source of her infamous moniker. Seraphina is a woman of sharp intellect and even sharper wit, her commands delivered with a crisp precision that brooks no argument. Though now a pirate, vestiges of her former discipline and a deep-seated sense of justice occasionally surface. She values clever tactics and well-executed plans above reckless aggression.