DunJohns and Dragons
Water Genasi Druid. Green skin that is clammy to the touch with a slight chill. Hair effervesent and fluidic in motion
Irini’s journey begins in a small village called Animone, located off the coast of Gwynneth amongst the magical islands of the Moonshaes. It was there where Irini was born into an adventurous life, that of salt and sea. Irini got her sea legs the moment she caught glimpse of the colossal titan, that sloshed in rage before her infant eyes. Mesmerized by the sea, Irini beckoned to it and the sea responded seducing Irini with the same mystery that it did her father. Her Father, Croog, was a sailor. A simple man with a tiresome love for the big blue. Croog, born a human, found solace in the sea for the Isle of Gwynneth was inhabitied mostly by druid folk. Irinis mother who was indeed a druid-born, Kalory, fell ill when Irini was merely 5 years young, leaving Croog clueless and alone. Croog and Irini faced a difficult life as her father was always out on an expedition amid the sea. With many voyages ahead of Croog, Irini learned what it meant to be independent at a young age. Fortunately for Coog, Irini was no normal human girl. Irini was born a druid, like her mother, and had a strong connection to the earth around her, finding it easy to navigate life without much supervision.
By the age of 25 Irini had a crew of her own and a ship to call home. Losing both mother and father at this point in her life, Irinis passion fueled. Rini was a sea warrior, becoming the eyes and ears of her ship, with her innate ability to change into beasts. Unfortunately, one cold winter’s night, Irini took pleasure in a bottle of rum and her keen senses were all but dulled. She never saw the pirates until she was thrown from the crows nest and into her lovers neglectful arms. As the waves crashed over her head she saw her ship capsize and her family disappear into the abyss. Expecting to wake up in hell, Irini awoke in a different kind of purgatory. She had transformed into a Water Genasi. Grievous and shell shocked, Irini rose from a sand dune on the shore. Irinis life was over. She had no crew, no family and no ship. There was nothing for her to do but pick herself up and search for answers. Her newfound body was an alien to her and she resented it.. At first. Her grief and loss made Irini strong and she used her new abilities as a weapon. The many years preceeding, she was neglected by most, not understanding what it was that made them turn the opposite way. Was it her eerie green skin? Or the evil that took shape on her face? Irini looked to the forest for support knowing well that her vengeance was eating her alive. As her revenge subdued, Irini softened, finding peace with just a small, burrowed, thirst for pirate blood. Though Irini is now a calmed front, make no mistake that she bears the wrath of the sea within. Her story concludes on a journey to the “Sea of Fallen Stars” where she heard a silly fable of man made of water. Could this man be her answer, Or just feeble folklore ?
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