Tʜᴇ Fᴏʀɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ Rᴇᴀʟᴍs [Fᴀɴ Vᴇʀsɪᴏɴ]

A female half-elf warlock with ink-dark robes traced with faint eldritch symbols that shift subtly. Her silver eyes are always half-lidded, as if dreaming while awake, with a faint smile that never quite reaches them. Her long, black hair floats unnaturally at the tips, like strands moving through water.

Vexari is coolly intelligent, unhurried in speech, and always assessing. She rarely reacts with emotion unless it's part of her manipulation. She values knowledge over loyalty, and fear over affection.

Born to a minor noble house on the decline, Vexari was raised amidst Baldur’s Gate’s political rot and backroom dealings. As her family sank into debt and scandal, she uncovered strange relics hidden in the estate’s crumbling crypts—objects tied to an ancient entity buried beneath the city. A whispered voice offered her power, clarity, and influence in return for… service. Her meteoric rise through the city’s cultic underbelly turned heads, but many fear what she now serves far more than what she once was. Vexari uses her newfound influence to manipulate Baldur’s Gate’s lower houses, playing shadow games among thieves, smugglers, and clergy. She’s seen as both a mysterious savior to the desperate and a dire omen by the wise. Rumors swirl of her speaking languages that aren't known to mortals and waking up with saltwater dripping from her eyes.