A mix of a snake-mole, the image of Lady Death comes from finding the creatures in carcases and in graveyards. Cruel, she finds boredom the worst form of punishment and keeps spirits fixed to their bones to disintegrate in mind and matter. This is the fate of people who do nothing, but fritter their lives away doing no good or evil all their lives.
Her eyes don't glow, but are very bright red and her voice like echoing whispers. One of the more powerful gods, but not openly worshiped.
