Whispering Breeze of Silver was just another peasant girl in the Eastern villages, until everyone she knew was slaughtered when a swarm of hungry ghosts raided the region. She was left for dead, and was rescued by a group of undead hunters who were chasing the ghost-swarm.
Adopted by this dedicated secret society, she was trained in their arts, and soon was a distinguished member of their hunting parties.
A few months ago, the group found out about a powerful ghost, a knight of death, hiding out in an abandoned temple. All of them went in to slay this abomination, but they were slain instead.
At the end, Whispering Breeze of Silver stood alone facing the knight, only to discover it was the ghost of her father. She pleaded to him to stop this madness, but with sad eyes he replied he could not, for he was sworn to serve a greater evil. After a desperate battle, she managed to slay him, and has since set off on her own, trying to gather forces to stand against the terrible apocalypse she knows is coming.
The wounds on Whispering Breeze's body have long since healed, but the ones on her soul remain. Whispering Breeze laughs in the face of danger, constantly cracking jokes and gleefully flinging herself into fights against demons and the undead, but sometimes it's possible to see all this bravado is somewhat forced, a mere curtain put in place to hide her inner turmoil.
Whispering Breeze of Silver was just another peasant girl in the Eastern villages, until everyone she knew was slaughtered when a swarm of hungry ghosts raided the region. She was left for dead, and was rescued by a group of undead hunters who were chasing the ghost-swarm. 
