Thanagarians don't fear death the way other peoples do, they pass through it, carried by the mysterious rebirth of Nth Metal that brings them back, life after life, still weighed down by everything lost the time before.
Shayera Hol grew up a warrior in a society that draws no line between sexes on a battlefield, her mace as heavy as her reputation, forged through forgotten wars and betrayals only she still remembers living through.
What led her to Tamriel remains unclear, even to her, but a world of Daedra and its own strange rebirths feels like nothing foreign to a woman used to dying and rising again.
Mortals here tell legends of winged warriors descending to protect their villages from the darkest invasions, never suspecting they're describing, without knowing it, a Thanagarian too tired to keep counting her lives, but never too tired to fight for the next one.