The Wander Lands
A welcoming and extremely lucky Drow cleric.
Hair: Shoulder-length, black.
Type: Lithe, almost gaunt.
Very lucky and charitable.
One night, Eranus Nothing stayed at his church in an attempt of quiet rest. However; Rayen woke him several hours later as he sensed an approaching presence. After a few haunting words from a child’s poem, an Oni crashed through the stain-glassed window and assaulted the two. With no luck for the attacker, the Oni was laid to waste only doing the most damage to the building.