Role

Chapter 1

A being has arrived here in Thera. I use the word being because even though
it resembles a Drow, essentially perfectly, it was not born. Unlike most
creatures, this being has no natural connection to this world. This
particular being did not grow a body. It was given a body.

For now, that is all that is known about (for the sake of sanity I'll switch
from 'being' to 'her' because I think we get it) her origin. Tied to her with
soft leather is a scroll. There is no name or marking indicating to whom this
scroll is intended. The only clue is the scroll's seal. A seal that *could*
be described as black, if one were to absurdly understate the near black hole
holding this scroll together.

This new thing wearing the body of a Drow seems completely apathetic to her
surroundings or stimulus. She's awake. Moving. But with almost a wonder or
vague curiosity that would almost be akin to finding yourself in a completely
new environment, but without any signs of stress or concern.

She moves with no sense of urgency. It's questionable whether she's aware of
anything at all. And yet, she is definitely moving somewhere. As if a vague
sense that, perhaps, even she isn't aware of is guiding her or pulling her. Her
destination is, for now, unknown but she is going somewhere for certain.