| Race: | Drow | Class: | Ranger |
| Age: | 85 | Level: | Ranger- 5 |
| Height: | 4' 1" | Deity: | Lloth |
| Weight: | 85 lbs | Titles: | N/A |
| Build: | delicate and wiry | Marital Status: | unmarried |
| Skin Tone: | polished obsidian | Eyes: | aubergine |
| Hair Color: | snow-white | Hair Length: | shoulder length |
| Standard Attire: | As her wardrobe was impossible to bring along, she's now restricted to the leather attire purchased for her by her eldest sister, Shuravin. A black leather vest is held across her breasts by a pair of thin chains, and the openwork leggings she preferred show the gleaming jet-black skin beneath. A belt bearing a number of pouches trimmed in silver rests on her slim hips, and knee-high boots were chosen specifically for their black colour and the silver spikes that protrude from the front. The young drow is particularly proud of her gauntlets- with their points and sharpened edges, they're handy for a back-armed swing- and fusses with them often. A black hood and mantle cover her head and shoulders, keeping her from view. | Favored Weapons: | Dual-wielded kukri or a two-bladed sword |
| Facial Features: | Her father was chosen by her mother for his high cheekbones and long, slanting eyes, and those were passed on to Shri'inil. Sharpening her features, her cheekbones give her a slightly exotic appearance for a drow, highlit by the deep aubergine shade of her eyes. Her lips- despite being soft and neatly shaped- are stained a deep shade of bluish-black from a bout of potions she ingested, and when she smiles, the white flash of her teeth is almost blinding against her gleaming jet-black skin. Snow-white hair- so fine it can do nothing but fall when she is still and flow when she moves- hangs to the base of her shoulder blades, and wisps of it continually fall into her face and eyes. | Distinguishing Features: | Other than the most obvious distinguishment of being a drow, what sets her aside visually is the deep bluish shade of her lips- a permanent side effect from a collection of potions drunk when she still dwelled in her mother's house.
Her name- Shri'inil- translates to "silk lady" in the Drow language. Her mother's hope was that she had birthed a child that would eventually be a prime assassin. |
Description[]
In-Game Portrait
Sharpening her features, her cheekbones give her a slightly exotic appearance for a drow, highlit by the deep aubergine shade of her eyes. Her lips- despite being soft and neatly shaped- are stained a deep shade of bluish-black from a bout of potions she ingested, and when she smiles, the white flash of her teeth is almost blinding against her gleaming jet-black skin. Snow-white hair- so fine it can do nothing but fall when she is still and flow when she moves- hangs to the base of her shoulder blades, and wisps of it continually fall into her face and eyes.
Personality[]
A strange mix of innocent, childish fascination and calculating cruelty makes Shri'inil something of an oddity, both in the Underdark and on the surface. While the concept of causing others' pain doesn't bother her in the slightest- point in fact, torture fascinates her, and she has a difficult time comprehending that creatures other than her sisters have personal rights- Shri'inil doesn't go out of her way to capture beings for torment. When faced with someone unknown, the young drow is more likely to claim them as her own and attempt to treat them as a pet. Her childlike, wide-eyed wonder is part of the reason she is so often found away from her protective sisters. With Shri's curiosity, she tends to wander far and wide, looking at all the strange things the surface holds. A new passion is her desire to learn the common language spoken aboveground, and this takes her to shadows and behind trees as she watches the surface dwellers and strains to understand the rapidly babbled words. Although she finds little threat in anything, Shri'inil is not hesitant to draw a weapon if the occasion calls for it, or... even if it is not called for. The thrill of a fight is addictive, and she loves watching the vivid splatter of blood against whatever surface surrounds her. Cries of pain make her laugh, and she often amuses herself by chasing goblins with her whip, doing just enough damage to make them flee.
Despite the strange family dynamics, Shri'inil is ferociously loyal to her sisters. Shuravin is given all the respect and adoration that their Matron Mother once demanded, and Alotrix is who Shri'inil looks up to and desperately wishes to be like. In her clear way, Shri'inil believes nothing is out of her sisters' capability, and if they wish something, it is theirs, no matter what protests may arise from the desired "object."
Background[]
-forthcoming
Accomplishments[]
- Successfully lead her sisters through the Underdark to a surface crevice, ensuring their escape from the house coup orchestrated by their Matron Mother.
Affiliations[]
- The House of Hun'rae- youngest daughter
- Eldest- Shuravin Hun'rae
- Middle- Alotrix Hun'rae
Properties[]
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