A Sitha wise-woman.
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Amerasu y'Senditu no'e-Sa'onserei, called "First Grandmother" and "Amerasu Ship-Born."
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History[]
Prior to the Events of The Dragonbone Chair[]
She reigned in Asu'a beside her husband Iyu'unigato, She and Shima'onari led the fugitives from Asu'a to Jao é-Tinukai'i.
The Dragonbone Chair[]
Stone of Farewell[]
She is killed by Ingen Jegger in his attack on the Yásira while she was using the Mist Lamp to reveal the intentions of Ineluki and Utuk'ku.
To Green Angel Tower[]
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Family[]
- Senditu - Mother
- Shi'iki - Father
- Utuk'ku - Great-Grandmother of some distance [1][2][3]
- Iyu'unigato - Husband
- Hakatri - Son
- Ineluki - Son
- Likimeya - Grand-daughter
- Khendraja'aro - Grandson
Potential Bloodline[]
Utuk'ku calls Amerasu "Grand daughter" twice in Witness conversations[4][2], and Amerasu refers to her publicly as "My great-great grandmother"[2]. Eolair solidifies this in the later-published Witchwood crown[5]. Because Utuk'ku's had only one son, that indicates that Drukhi and Nenais'u had a child - possibly Senditu - making Drukhi a part of Amerasu's ancestry.
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“In some ways, it seems only the turning of a handful of moon-faces since the Two Families left Venyha Do’sae, the land of our birth across the Great Sea. Ah, Hakatri, if only you could have seen our boats as they swept across the fierce waves! Of silverwood they were crafted, with sails of bright cloth, brave and beautiful as flying fish. As a child I rode in the bow as the waves parted, and I was surrounded by a cloud of scintillant, sparkling seafoam! Then, when our boats touched the soil of this land, we cried. We had escaped the shadow of Unbeing and won our way to freedom.
“But instead, Hakatri, we found that we had not truly escaped shadow at all, but only replaced one sort with another—and this shadow was growing inside us. “Of course, it was long before we realized it. The new shadow grew slowly, first in our hearts, then in our eyes and hands, but now the evil it caused has become greater than anyone could have suspected. It is stretching across all this land that we loved, the land to which we hastened long ago as to the arms of a lover—or as a son to the arms of his mother . . . “Our new land has become as shadowed as the old one, Hakatri, and that is our fault. But now your brother, who was ruined by that shadow, has himself become an even more terrible darkness. He casts a pall over all he once loved. “Oh, by the Garden that is Vanished, it is hard to lose your sons!”
(Stone of Farewell Ch 18 The Lost Garden)