Vyctausa Vaeril
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Physical Appearance
Standing perhaps an inch beneath five feet, the delicate elven woman is not the most intimidating of creatures, if one does not realize what the rich obsidian of her smooth, dark flesh implies. While more often than not, a hood conceals what she can manage to overshadow of her features, she does not often appear out of the ordinary for a Drow female despite her diminutive height. It is only when firelight catches in the silver of her mirror-like irises that some difference might be noted, revealing the mercurial nature of her eyes in the place of a Drow's usual blood-like irises.
Her clothing shifts, depending on her mood for the day, from elegant robes of silk to the simplest of leather breeches and a peasant's tunic, though she does seem to lean toward grayed hues in her clothing. A sword hanging from each hip is not an uncommon sight, either, though with or without those blades, it is almost guaranteed that she has weapons hidden from sight upon her person.
Background
Born to a family of no importance far beneath the surface world, Vyctausa Vaeril was raised under very strange circumstances for a female Drow. When her mother died only a week after her birth as one of two twin girls, the girl and her sister were passed to the oldest surviving brother and Weapon's Master of their house, Phaeragh, to be raised by the male when their three older sisters would have rather drowned them than to deal with the trouble. Though her twin did not survive past the age of twenty, Vyctausa managed to flourish in their dark city, growing to be rather infamous as an accomplished assassin and thief.
When the Drow, Faeryl, decided to wage war on the surface - starting with Myrken Wood - the young rogue followed their trail to the surface using a few pilfered artifacts of her own. Her simple plan to make certain that her older brother remained safe while fighting as one of Faeryl's mercenaries was changed upon reaching the surface. Finding some freedom in not being forced to watch every shadow for a new threat, she chose to remain upon the surface for a more permanent stretch of time than she had at first expected.
Most Recently
After a rather rough start on the surface, which included several run-ins with enemies and allies, both new and old, the woman remains in the forest near to the tavern. An old ally and male Drow, Ascalon, lives under the same roof, helping her to protect a young male Drow warrior who was taken as a hostage by the apparent child, Maeve. Haunting the tavern rarely, and seemingly always late into the evening, she can still be found if looked for hard enough.
