Drows Stories

Nous sommes en pleine guerre de cent ans, les anglais ont envahis une partie de la France, et les batailles font rage à la surface de la terre... Au-delà, de ces contrées vivent en grand secret, une civilisation inconnue, cachée dans les entrailles de la terre. L'histoire que je vais vous conter, est un peu leur histoire, mais c'est surtout l'histoire de mon protégé...

This is info of characters for my upcoming story.

In an age where war devours what remains of humankind, violence, hunger, and fear define every day. Branded as witches, women are burned or impaled alongside their children, while men on distant fields lose their lives-or their sanity. Amid this desolation, seven beings cross paths at an ancient castle, each of them shaped in their own way by the ruin around them. Yet all seek the same thing. Unaware of the forces moving behind the veil, they make choices that could alter existence itself-for when the light of the Last One fades, the world ends with it.

Selvara Duskthorn: Harvest of S҈̣̘͙͒͆̐̃ō̸̳̗̇̊̏ṵ̵̬̋̚ḽ̷̪̮̤̇͋̆̂s̵̭͓̈́ A soul stolen. A sister lost. A vow that defies death. In the shadowed corners of Faerûn, where gods barter in whispers and souls vanish without a trace, Selvara Duskthorn walks a path carved in blood and bound by flame. Born of drow cruelty and tiefling fire, she escaped the Underdark with her sister Lythis, seeking a life of peace among forgotten shrines and moonlit groves. But peace was a lie. When a mysterious entity known only as the Collector claims Lythis's soul in a twisted bargain, Selvara is left hollow - her grief chained to a vow that burns brighter than vengeance. Now, pursued by ancient cults, merciless soul-hunters, and her own fractured past, Selvara journeys across a haunted Faerûn: through cursed villages, silent tombs, and the desolate ruins beneath Moonrise Towers. Each step draws her closer to the truth of the Collector's identity - and deeper into a war between mortals and the forces that feed on the dead. To save Lythis, Selvara must unravel the secrets of the soul - and risk losing what little remains of her own. But some chains can only be broken in blood. every character is my own!