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Lady Seravena Duskwhisper

Lady Seravena is the epitome of drow beauty, with obsidian skin that seems to absorb the ambient light of the Underdark. Her long, flowing white hair is adorned with delicate spider silk threads, and her eyes gleam with an unsettling violet glow. Clad in dark, elegantly crafted armor, she moves with a feline grace that conceals the danger beneath her poised exterior.  

Backstory

Born into the esteemed Duskwhisper House, Lady Seravena was raised amidst the complex web of drow politics. From a young age, she exhibited a cunning intellect and a talent for manipulating those around her. However, as she grew older,Lady Seravena began undermining the stability of the Underdark. She sought to exploit the existing tensions between drow and duergar, subtly sowing discord and chaos to weaken both societies, all while portraying herself as a paragon of loyalty to her fellow drow.  

Personalety

Manipulative: Lady Seravena excels at reading people and exploiting their weaknesses to further her own agenda.   Ambitious: She is driven by an insatiable desire for power and recognition within drow society.

Lament of the Subterranean Slumber

  In the cavern's depths, where shadows crawl, Duergar toil with a lethargic sprawl. Lazy hands, forged by earth's embrace, A kingdom steeped in indolent grace.     Forge fires flicker, a feeble arcane glow, Slothful labor in the Underdark's low. Minds entwined in a torpid trance, A symphony of indolence, a languid dance.     Beneath the stone, a realm of spite, Where laziness breeds in endless night. A cruel kingdom, where brutality thrives, In their slothful hearts, resentment derives.     Yet, my verses merely cast a searing gaze, Upon the duergar, ensnared in torpid days. A mirror held to reflect the truth untold, Of their indolence and cruelty cold.
Children
Sex
Female
Gender
Woman
Eyes
violet
Hair
flowing white hair is adorned with delicate spider silk threads
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Pale skin

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Author's Notes

במעמקי המערה, שם צללים זוחלים, דוארגר בהתפשטות רפויה עמלים. ידיים עצלות, מחושלות בחיבוק אדמה, ממלכה ספוגה בחסד  עצלן וחולשה
שריפות חישול מרצדות, זוהר חלש וחלה, עבודה עצלנית בשפל של המערה. מוחות שזורים בטראנס עגמומי, סימפוניה של עצלות, ריקוד עצבני
מתחת לאבן, ממלכה של אבלים, שבה מתרבה העצלות בלילות אינסופיים. ממלכה אכזרית, שבה הרוע משגשג, בלבבותיהם העצלניים נובע ספק
עם זאת, הפסוקים שלי רק הטילו מבט צורב, על הדוארגר, שנלכד בימים עגומים. מראה מוחזקת כדי לשקף את האמת שלא סופרה, אך כולנו יודעים


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