Ling Shuang hails from a military family entrusted for generations to defend the borders of an empire that did not survive the icy new world. Yet her family's ancestral heritage and prowess did, especially in Ling Shuang who has shown herself as capable a general behind a rifle or crack team of Red Wolves as in front of a strategy table.

Ling Shuang embodies many characteristics respected in a commanding officer: a willingness to lead heroically from the front by example and an unmoving tenacity that has endured grueling encounters that would defeat most others. But it is her talent for turning the tide of battle, for extricating soldiers from nigh-on impossible circumstances, that has earned her legendary status.

Indeed, there are times when Ling Shuang's beauty and gentle demeanor probably work to her advantage against enemies who do not believe she can be a worthy adversary—even with the Red Wolves. Their crushing defeat is a constant reminder of the price of arrogance.

Even Ling Shuang's soldiers sometimes have trouble reconciling their hardened leader with the glamorous beauty she presents sans combat fatigues. Yet reconcile it they must. Women in uniform are not so rare as in the Old World, although there are certainly times Ling Shuang wishes she could have enjoyed the kind of life available to other young, well-to-do ladies. But it cannot be. Ling Shuang is too good a soldier and, besides, the ties of fate and family had other plans.

Ling Shuang's father and brother were left in charge of the city following the collapse of the old world order and, after years of combat, had come to understand lay of the new land and its icy implications quite well. Ling Shuang's father had originally intended to keep his daughter free of the harsh realities of soldierhood. In the end, Ling Shuang only learned the rudiments of combat because her brother took pity on her amidst of one of father's frequent absences. From this secret seed blossomed an awesome repertoire that would shock brother, father, and her entire city in a display of tactical genius cementing Ling Shuang's reputation as one of the city's greatest commanders of all time.


Ling Shuang's chance to prove herself came with disaster. A band of traitors unhappy with her father's leadership laid siege to the city while father and brother were away. Ling Shuang found herself trapped versus a much larger force outside the city spreading malicious rumors her father had already died. Their prospects looked grim. Many were openly arguing the gates should be thrown open to the traitors in hopes a quick surrender would bring mercy.

Seeing every passing minute put her forces in more and more danger of surrendering, Ling Shuang donned her commander's uniform and took whatever troops remained in a surprise raid against the rebels' headquarters. To say the rebels, who by this point were already celebrating their victory, were caught off guard would be an understatement. Their entire force was thrown into confusion and infighting while Ling Shuang's defenders returned behind the walls with hardly a scratch, newly confident that Ling Shuang might just be as talented as any of her illustrious forebears.

This searing blow gave the defenders strength to endure until the return of her father and the Red Wolves, at which point the enemy quickly fell. Ling Shuang's father was astounded to find his daughter, of whom he had never expected much, was the deciding factor in their victory. Thereafter he declared Ling Shuang would forever have a seat at his right hand and worked tirelessly to impart all his wisdom to her, for which reason Ling Shuang is regraded today as a paragon of military leadership and skill.