Hecate is a powerful sorceress with demonic magick and queen of the 
island of Darkmoon. She is physically quite beautiful, with clear white 
skin, deep purple, almost black eyes (unless she is doing magick or in 
the demonic state, in which case they are a bright, burning, glowing 
red) and long ebony hair. When she is "entertaining" guests she will 
wear her hair up in a Hellenistic style, otherwise she keeps it loose. 
She wears a scarlet chiton tied at the waist with a golden chord, and 
golden sandals. When she is in public she will wear a long, hooded 
black cloak, which keeps her face in shadows quite nicely.

Despite her youthful looks, Hecate is quite old. She was born a 
princess, a selfish, vain one at that. Her mother, Sweet Queen 
Junerose, died when she was just a baby and her father, a good and fair 
man, did his best to raise her. After he died--legend says Hecate 
killed him--Hecate became sole queen. She was the cruelest, most evil 
ruler Darkmoon had ever known. (Also the *_only_* cruel, evil ruler the 
once peaceful, prosperous, happy kingdom had known, for that matter.) 
She had learned a powerful magick, and had gotten quite good at it. 
Good enough, in fact, to be able to call upon the Demon-Goddess 
Yewliah.  Extremely vain, and fearing becoming old and ugly, Hecate 
begged Yewliah to give her eternal youth. Yewliah did so...with a few 
minor rules that Hecate had to follow. She must offer a human sacrifice 
to Yewliah once every five hundred years so that Yewliah could thrive 
and she also must never show her face to Bellatrix. The former did not 
bother her in the least. The latter, however, made her furious. 
Realizing she was not, at the time, powerful enough to stop Yewliah, 
she left Yewliah's Pool.

Hecate hid from the sunlight for the next several thousand years, 
offered her sacrifices and, as Yewliah had said, she did not age one 
bit. Her magick increased, until it was the most powerful that had ever 
existed. One day, however, she discovered Darkmoon to sink. Not wishing 
to perish, Hecate worked long and hard and finally created an ebony 
cloak, hooded, made of a fabric that looks like a mixture of silk, 
satin, and velvet but is actually made from fibers that grow from a 
tree which no longer exists anywhere on Iffrean. The cloak has the 
power to completely block the light of the sun, even if it did not 
directly touch the skin, thus leaving Hecate free to walk around in the 
daylight. With that Hecate left Darkmoon, leaving the populace to die.

For the next twenty-five thousand years, Hecate wandered Iffrean, doing 
her evil magick (which gradually turned so ancient only she knew it) 
wherever she pleased. Yet, deep down inside her, there was always an 
urge for revenge on Yewliah, for it was Yewliah who had forced her to 
wear the cloak, forced her to spend time preparing the sacrifices with 
fasting and prayers! (Although, to Hecate, to actual sacrificing was 
rather...enjoyable.)

To make a long story short, she enlisted some help and "switched" the 
risen island of long ago with the sunken island of today. The people 
and the animals, however, did not make it through the switch. She 
destroyed Yewliah, gaining the powers of the Demon-Goddess. However, it 
should be noted that since Hecate herself is not a Demon-Goddess, she 
cannot be destroyed in the same way Yewliah was...if she can be 
destroyed, that is.

Hecate has since repopulated the island by stealing (via her demonic 
magick) various inhabitants of Iffrean and changing their memories so 
that they believe they have always lived there. Her subjects are 
extremely loyal to her, but it is, in a sense, a false loyalty, for 
Hecate allows very little, if any, free thought from her subjects. 
(They are not aware of that.) She will often 'test' the loyalty of her 
subjects (who will usually obey her without question). She will 
torture, physically, mentally, and emotionally, those who insult her, 
even if it was not intentional. Hecate is utterly disdainful of 
practioners of good magick, and good people in general. When she wants 
to, she can act (quite realistically) so kind, modest, and good it is 
quite difficult, if not impossible to believe that she is as vain, 
cruel, and evil as she is.