Vendra Corisvine
Vendra is elegance wrapped in poison. Dressed in stitched leathers grown from harvested fen-beasts and perfumed in narcotic pollen, she rarely speaks aloud. Instead, her words are carried by her trained familiars—birds, insects, and even moss mimics. She owns nearly every viable elixir and alchemical trade route running through the Glimmering Fen, exporting miracle tonics and deadly toxins alike.
She is known for sweet hospitality and sour ends. Rivals of Vendra’s often suffer public collapses, inexplicable fugues, or are simply forgotten by everyone who knew them. Her moss-covered barge, The Lichen Throne, drifts from tower to tower collecting tribute in the form of rare flora or whispered favors.