Durshara, Elven (Drow) Warrior
The dark elves of Vulkana are treated as the lowest of the elf-kind. Considered a corrupted off-shoot species, the Drow have lived in constant mistrust and persecution since the end of the Endless Night. Choosing to live underground in hidden communities does not help their cause. Durshara is from the city-state of Zaknimar, deep under the surface of the northern reaches of Broken Spires. The people of Zaknimar are proud of their resilience and stamina. Strangely, a point of pride to them is the Zaor River, a toxic flow that runs through the middle of the city. No one knows where it comes from and where it ends, but their people have developed a strong resistance against poisons because of it.
Born to a father who bred hunting beasts called “tunnel hounds” and a mother who was a master swordsman, he was the first of 4 children. His father, a stout elf of mixed lineage named Pharon was a great hunter and animal friend. His mother Qilavin was colorful she-drow with a endearing way of speaking.
The leader of the tribe at the time – a drow named Omardax Hun’urden – required every family to donate a child’s DNA for a clone army he was building. Durshara’s mother , a high ranking officer in the tribes military objected but was forced to give him her oldest son for this cause. Six clones where made of Durshara and were sent off to some mysterious underground war. None returned and the leader’s son took over the tribe a year later.
As a child, Durshara pursued the martial arts like his mother, taking a liking to archery over blades. Qilavin enlisted a warrior friend to help in Durshara’s tutelage. Unfortunately, this mentor learned that Durshara was the donor for the Omardax’s Shadow Talon army and shunned the family. It was at this time that his mother quit the city-state military and pursued a mercenary way of life.
As an adolescent, he commonly hunted with his father and his pack of tunnel hounds. On one particular trip, the hounds picked up the scent of something new. Curiosity drove the party deeper into the underground than they had been before. Durshara slipped and fell down a crag, into a pit of slithering snakes. Immune to their poisons, Durshara’s father was able to retrieve his son unharmed. However, Durshara suffered from the traumatic experience by developing a fear of snakes.
After coming of age, Durshara set out on his own. His father told him of his own ancestry, and that his grandfather – a elf from the Tasmetra Basin – was someone he should seek out. His grandfather turned out to be Baryn Lhalambra, owner of a well-known weaponsmithing operation in Nastora. Baryn is a renowned member of the Mercenaries Guild of Nestora. Upon arrival, Baryn welcomed his grandson with open arms and offered him a seat on the Lhalambra Arms. Feeling he needed more experience, Durshara asked Baryn to hold that seat until he felt worthy of it.
Ever since meeting Baryn, Durshara has felt his life was meant for great things. His dreams have been filled with great battles of old, great warrior lofting magic swords and londs long forgotten. He has since learned that his younger sister has become a research scientist, delving into some of the strange sciences the last leader of Zaknimar Omardax experimented with.