Velkynara Sorneth
Basic Information
Bloodline Ability
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Physical Description
Velkynara is a slender, straight-backed drow with deep violet-grey skin, sharp, composed features, and luminous violet eyes that settle on a person and stay there. Her long silver-white hair is worn loose down her back with a single heavy braid over one shoulder, held back by a fine circlet of blackened silver filigree set with small amethysts; matching amethyst drops hang from her ears. Her armor is the first thing most people notice and the last thing they forget: close-fitting dark leather and layered black cloth, overlaid across the shoulders, collar, and chest with intricate blackened-silver filigree in which dozens of amethysts are set. She carries a slim longsword at her hip. She does not look like she is in a hurry, and she never is.
The amethysts in Velkynara's armor are not decoration. Each is a mana sink, a crystal capable of absorbing a small amount of hostile magical energy. They do not make her immune to magic. They let her catch fragments of the spells thrown at her and redirect that energy through her blade, which is why fighting her with magic creates an uncomfortable possibility: you cast lightning at her, part of it disappears into her armor, and her sword begins to glow violet. Now your lightning belongs to her. She is reserved to the point of severity, the habit of a woman raised in a culture where revealing too much about yourself could genuinely get you killed. She does not laugh loudly, make grand declarations, or tell strangers what she is thinking.
Personality & Temperament
- Composed, precise, and impossible to rush
- Keeps her word, and remembers who kept theirs
- Will not raise a hand against those who surrendered
- Dry, cutting humor, once she decides to trust you
- Reads any ward, lock, or barrier like a book
- Reveals almost nothing about herself to anyone
- Severe enough that strangers assume she's hostile
- Openly contemptuous of sloppy spellwork
- Treats every magical barrier as a personal insult
- Ambitious, and not especially shy about it
Do all drow dress like this? [She looks down at her armor.] No. [A pause.] Some have taste.
[Told she cannot counter all of them.] Correct. [She vanishes, and reappears beside him.] Only the competent ones.
Who built this? [No one knows. She touches one glowing rune, and there is silence.] Not someone very good.
- A ward built by someone who truly knew their craft
- Being underestimated by a spellcaster, briefly
- Quiet rooms, locked doors, and her own company
- Amethyst, silver, and well-made armor
- Payment in full, in advance, and on time
- Being called the Violet Ruin
- House politics of any kind, in any city
- Orders to harm those who have already surrendered
- Strangers asking what she's thinking
- The noon sun, which she tolerates but never enjoys