Ishion loathed filth to where a single speck of dust upon her skin was an abhorrent sensation. Humans in particular were an unsightly and calamitous kind. Therefore, she secluded herself within a grove of withered trees and cloaked it within a miasma that repulsed the impure. The only quality of humankind she adored was their blood. With its brilliant crimson shade and rich taste, there were few things she found to be more sublime.
- Added on February 17, 2015 as a part of Chains of Vengeance 22 Card Pack.
- Added to the LCP.
Ishion is an Old Greek word standing for hip, buttocks, sacrum, loin and also upper limb.