Alrunes is as beautiful as she is regal. Her hair is the myriad hues of fallen leaves and her body the color of heartwood. Small horns curl from her head, looking to be made of smooth bark. She is hard to read, at times showing the nurturing side of nature, while in the next moment lashing out with the ferocity of a jungle predator. She is adorned in magically treated ironwood armor and her weapons are made of the same material.


Alrunes is young compared to the rest of this forest, and one of the last to cross over from the First World before the portal was sabotaged by Grisham. She was welcomed into the forest by her kind and her unbound nature allowed her to rise quickly among their as she grew and learned. Royal blood runs through her veins from the First World and with it, the natural magics of the world.

Alrunes is the queen of her forest and the leader of all the dryads within it. Much as a dryad is bonded with one tree and is devoted to it, she loves her chosen forest; while she does not sicken and die if separated from it, she loathes such separation. All woodland creatures acknowledge her as the wisest of dryads and respect her gifts of healing and diplomacy. With her healing magic, she can relieve the suffering of a dryad whose tree has been killed and sustain her long enough for her to bond with another tree.

Alrunes prefers to avoid direct confrontations, instead using her magic and allies to divert, confuse, and even befriend any would-be enemies. Her powers allow her to speak with or quickly travel to her subjects even when they are in the most remote parts of the forest. As a consequence, little happens in the forest without her knowledge, and those who enter her realm would do well to remember this.

The recent reactivation and subversion of the portal at the Lake of Silver Tears has severely diminished her link to the first world and her powers tied to it. She does what she can to help those wounded cling to life and to contain the infection and prevent it spreading any further than it already has, but the longer the Far Realm touches upon her link, the more the forest dies.


Glimpse the Unthinkable DM_Alucard