Vellara Nightbloom
A drow exile who bargained with an archfey during her escape from the Underdark: freedom in exchange for planting enchanted seeds in every city she visits. The flowers are beautiful. She suspects they're not harmless.
Elf (Drow)
Warlock (Archfey Patron)
Hermit
Chaotic Neutral
Ability Scores
8
-1
13
+1
14
+2
12
+1
10
+0
15
+2
Skill Proficiencies
Character Details
Vellara was a mid-ranking priestess of Lolth who made the fatal mistake of showing mercy to a surface elf prisoner. The punishment was to be slow and creative. She ran instead, into the wild tunnels between the Underdark and the surface — passages that even drow avoid, where the boundary between the material plane and the Feywild grows thin. She was dying of thirst and spider venom when the Maiden of Thorns found her. The archfey offered a bargain: life, freedom, and power, in exchange for a simple task. Plant a seed in every settlement she visits. Water it with a drop of her blood. Walk away. The seeds grow into flowers of impossible beauty — moonpale blooms that sing at night and never wilt. Vellara has planted seventeen so far. She's noticed that the flowers attract strange insects, and that the insects are getting larger.
"I pepper my speech with phrases from the Underdark. Old habits die hard, and I was down there a long time."
"Change. Life is like the seasons — always shifting. We must change with it or be left behind."
"I entered my patron's bargain willingly, but I will find a way to renegotiate the terms."
"I am haunted by a guilty secret: I still pray to Lolth in moments of true fear."
Appearance
Female
243
5'4"
108 lbs
Pale violet with golden starburst patterns
Obsidian dark
White, woven with living vines that flower in moonlight
A slight drow woman whose white hair has been colonized by delicate green vines — a gift (or mark) from her patron. The vines bloom with tiny luminous flowers when she casts magic. She wears layered surface clothing in forest colors, as if trying to disappear into the world she escaped to.