Masrae Zau’Erelmur’ss

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Background

• Age: 125
• Birthdate: April 16
• Astrological Sign: Aries
• Blood Type: O
• Height: 4'10", Athletic build
• Weight: 82 lbs
• Sex: Female
• Race: Half moon elf, half drow, masquerading as a drow
• Hair: White with blue tones
• Eyes: ? Red or blue
• Alignment: Chaotic Evil
• Deity: Lloth, to a lesser extent Vhaeraun
• Instruments: ... Chains
• Primary Weapon(s): Spiked chains
• Other Weapons: Normal chains, minor magic
• Role in Party: Bitch, evil psychopath, blinktank
• Outlook: "No one can stand against me, so I will do whatever I want.”
• Family:
  • Isil Galanodel (moon elf mother)
  • Chaldiira Vicuitintra (drow father)

Backstory

Masrae was born as Arinae Galanodel, the half-drow bastard child of a moon elf cleric of Sehanine Moonbow. She was a highly rebellious child who spent most of her time in the forest, toying with chains. She learned to fight with a meteor hammer and spiked chain, but refused to learn sword or bow with the other elves, who rejected her. When Arinae was 110, she stole all her mother’s gold and left home as an adventurer. Since she was young and not confident in her meagre abilities, she immediately purchased a ring that created the glamer of a moon elf. This face was what she presented to the world, and later on, her adventuring party.

Arinae travelled with a single party for years. During this time she vastly improved her powers, and came into herself as an adult. She betrayed Sehanine Moonbow and began worshipping Vhaeraun, the god of drow power on the surface, and began focusing herself towards learning all she could about drow. Over the course of their travels, Arinae picked up Undercommon, but could find almost nothing factual about drow. Finally they discovered that their world was something of a dreamworld. They managed to destroy the dream (killing many of its occupants) and escape to the real world in a sort of violent implosion.

Arinae, disgusted that the first century of her life had been a lie, cast aside her moon elf disguise, her old name, her deity, Vhaeraun, and headed north alone in search of other drow. Now in the real world, she quickly met up with a group of drow and convinced them to take her to the Underdark. On their journey, she was tested by Lolth and stripped of her powers. She passed the test astonishingly well, earning her the favour of her deity. Shortly before reaching the Underdark, Lolth transformed Masrae into a "true" drow, giving her the inborn abilities that had been diluted by her moon elf blood, but also making her weak to the sunlight.

After years in the Underdark, Masrae ventured back to the surface to look for adventure and test her abilities. Or something.

Role in Party

Masrae is highly dextrous, for her to be effective in battle she must never be touched. She flies into melee in a whirlwind of chains, slashing apart everything she touches without taking a hit herself, but she can be easily taken down by a few well-placed hits from a powerful fighter. As a master of chains, she has a number of supernatural abilities that make her function basically as a kyton; she uses chains to bind, constrict, capture, and trip her enemies, as well as wrapping herself in them as armour.

Psychology

Masrae has calmed down significantly since her time as "Arinae." Lolth's gifts to her opened her eyes, and she is able to view the world through less of the hate-filled haze that affected her only a few years ago. She is proud of her accomplishments and is generally a cold, confident, and self-centered person.

Masrae has effectively destroyed her body with her chains, burning them into nearly every inch of her skin when she found normal armour to be too restricting. Her disgusting appearance bothers her little; she managed a ring of sustenance and an item to cast prestidigitation daily on herself, therefore removing most of her bodily functions including the need to bathe. Masrae meditates for an hour daily, usually in as secluded a place as she can find, and spends the rest of the night practicing the fighting that has become her life.

Masrae is (thankfully) asexual, and honestly, could probably not participate in sexual activities at this point even if she wanted to, due to her mutilation of her body. She has never had a sexual encounter, not even a kiss, and has never had any regrets in this area, nor any desire for future relationships.

Alignment

Masrae is chaotic evil, though to a much calmer level than she used to be. She worships Lolth and will do anything asked of her by her goddess, in addition to following her own desires. The lives of innocent people mean nothing to her, but she is smart enough to know that senseless murders will draw attention, so she generally keeps to herself unless she is provoked or feeling particularly restless.

Religion

Masrae is very religious. She has Lolth's favour and will do anything to keep it, to ridiculous levels where a spider is probably the only thing in the world she is unwilling to kill.

Relationships

• Paladin Bitch: Recognizes me but hasn't tried anything yet. She is probably scared of me or something.
• Scharr: What the hell happened to him? It's like meeting an entirely different person. So Nerull betrayed him, I take it? Why go running to Heronious? I suppose when you are half-human, Lolth is not an option. It's too bad, he used to be so interesting.
• Girlyman: Dumb and wussy but he somehow healed all my scars. I kind of liked them, but now it looks like chains just grew in my body naturally, and that's completely amazing. Too bad he wasn't there years ago, getting them into my skin in the first place fucking HURT.
• Fucking Raiden: He can go screw himself, that's what. And for all I know, maybe he is, hehe. He ran off because being amazing was too much for him. Fine with me, if he loses this power I'll be stronger than him for sure.
• Kaaltor: He's cool but seems to think that taking hits and getting hurt is somehow better than NOT getting hurt, which is just ridiculous.
• The bard: Eh. I haven't talked to him, he's just a bard.
• Shorty: Keeps giving me these weird looks with her stupid little eyes. She needs to shut up and learn some respect. Also got offended when I called surface elves "faeries." Hehe.
• Guy with the mask: I don't know what his deal is.
• Myself: Shit, I think Nerull's thing pissed off Lolth. If that was a test, I think I passed it, but I should probably find some elf to kill for her or something.