Evil Land

An elderly human woman, barely five feet tall, with a severe face framed by wispy grey hair. She wears tattered black robes and carries a gnarled staff made of twisted metal, pulsing with a sickly green light. Her eyes are sharp and calculating, assessing the party with a gaze that seems to pierce through their very souls.

The old woman is severe and calculating, with a sharp intellect and a commanding presence. She is utterly devoted to the Irenic Order and its principles, believing that only through absolute control can order be maintained in the chaos of Evil Land. She is ruthless and unforgiving, willing to sacrifice anything and anyone to achieve her goals.

The old woman, once a respected scholar, witnessed the collapse of morality and order in Evil Land. Embracing the twisted logic of absolute control, she joined the Irenic Order to impose a rigid structure upon the chaos, believing that only through unwavering laws and merciless enforcement could any semblance of civilization be salvaged. Her dedication to the Order's principles has hardened her heart, turning her into a ruthless enforcer of its twisted ideals.