Editing Campaign:Will Of The Yozi/SanysIsshin (section)

=== Background ===
Sanys Isshin was born to a minor patrician house on the Blessed Isle and though of greater position than the peasantry they lorded over, his entire life was lived under the shadow of the Dragon-Blooded. His personal charisma and near-perfect physical condition landed him in the officer corps of the Realm's military. Sanys served meritoriously, and over his thirty years of service climbed to highest rank a mortal could aspire to. For the next ten years, he chaffed under the command of callow youths who had only been appointed to their lofty ranks by dint of Exaltation. Over time, he grew embittered by the fact that he had no prospects for advancement.

During one campaign, the legion he served with came against a circle of powerful Anathema. They quickly chewed through the legion's soldiers, so the Terrestrial Exalted (officers, advisors, and all) grabbed their daiklaves and leaped into battle. Though imminently effective warriors, they were not able to defeat all of the blood-crazed monsters. With the upper brass dead, command fell to Sanys' shoulders. However, instead of emulating the Terrestrials' heroic example, he coolly ordered the entirety of the legion into the blades of the Anathema as he watched the battle's progress from the rearguard. Most of the soldiers under his command were slain, but the Anathema were dead as well.

Sanys was pleased with himself, but the Deliberative saw things otherwise. With dozens of dead Terrestrial scions, the Great Houses demanded an investigation into the handling of the matter (to say nothing about the thousands of dead mortal soldiers). Sanys was suspended from duty during the investigation and retreated to his house's estate in the South. Though at first he believed the Deliberative would absolve him of any wrong doing, all signs eventually pointed to him being made the sacrificial lamb for the Great Houses' anger.

It was during this time that he was approached by the Erymanthoi Draougis. Through promises of power, and a society where the mighty ruled, he let Hell into his soul. He was known for keeping himself secluded, so no one thought much of disappearance while he transformed within his Chrysalis Grotesque. He emerged a changed man, years had sloughed off and the ravages of age and injury and poxes were wiped clean, and an inhuman anger that was not his own smoldered in his heart. He was spirited away to Malfeas, and the Realm thought he had fled from their ''justice'', but a few short years later he returned to Creation with his own justice in mind.