@Dhampir

Born of blood but not possibly bound to it, the Dhampir are half-creatures — forged from the union of mortal breath and vampiric curse. In Eryndal, they are rare, whispered of more than seen and often mistaken for monsters .

They do not feed on humans Rather they feed on beasts — wolves, deer and birds — draining life from the wild rather than the innocent. Yet this restraint earns them no favour's. Their eyes still gleam red in moonlight. Their skin still recoils from holy flame and their silence still unsettles even the brave.

Most dwell in forgotten places: ruin's The Black Forest and sometimes in the shadows of the city They speak little and usually walk alone. Some say they are cursed to wander.