There is a melancholic stillness to Sylandry, as though she perpetually treads the edge of memory, wreathed in a quiet, unworldly grace. Her form is willowy and lithe, moving with the spectral poise of one long parted from the world she walks.Elven symmetry defines her countenance: high cheekbones, a slender jaw, and full lips oft drawn in silent contemplation. Her deep bronze skin is veined with a subtle copper glow, gleaming like embers stirred in the dark. Once touched by the light of the Sunwell, her eyes now burn with the void’s distant fire: haunted, luminous, and all-seeing. Her coarse black hair falls in meticulously woven braids, trailing like strands of night, their ends bleeding into a glowing amaranth, as though kissed by starlight.

✦ Additional Information ✦

FORENAME: SylandrySURNAME: MorrowshadeTITLE/S: LadyDoB: 15/11/??AGE: 94RACE: Ren'dorei (void elf)

HEIGHT: 5'11BODYSHAPE: LitheEYES: Violet (glowing)SCARS: InnumerableTATTOOS: Two ink-blot like stains on her upper backPIERCINGS: Earlobe

Andreij Guillory was one Sylandry knew she could trust beyond doubt. Countless times they have dragged one another back from death’s edge, his spear and her sorcery woven into a bond unspoken.

Sylandry took the boy called Spellshield beneath her wing, shaping his potential with patience rare to her kind. What began as obligation soon deepened into a bond wrought not of blood, but of the cadence of their study that carried the echo of a mother’s care and a son’s quiet devotion.

Fionnghuala and Syl first crossed paths on the raucous walkboards of Booty Bay, where wary glances gave way to a fast-forged kinship. She proved to be a loyal confidante and fierce ally, losing an arm and an eye while avenging Sylandry’s beloved, a sacrifice that only solidified their bond.