Dumitru
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Profile
Let's Run Away
name
dumitru zelenkonickname
dumi, sunbeamage
twentiesspecies
vistani humanpronouns
he/himorientation
bisexualclass
horizon walkertheme
into the unknownAbout
The vistani are plane walkers, gifted with the ability to navigate the mists that choke others. But few are so connected to the planes as Dumitru among his people. Were it not for his choice to leave the caravans and follow Tris, he could have been a leader among his people.
Instead, he's learning to see the world in new lights, from the enchanted fey bogs of Indra's stewardship to the dark underbellies of upper society Tris thrives in. It's not a caravan by anymeans, but it's a hell of a ride.
Dumitru has spent his life on the road, traveling mists and countrysides alike with the caravans of the vistani. But after encountering a strange elf in the mists of Barovia, Dumitru parted ways with his people to follow a new road laid out before him.
Watching the toll Barovia took on Tris, Dumitru set out to find a way to, if not get her home, set her free from the mists — a thing the vistani were not meant to do. Now, far from his home and his people, Dumitru doesn't regret his choice. He'd break a thousand pacts and laws to see Tris so fully in her element once more, even if the cost of it still breaks his heart.
Misc
- Born a girl, Dumitru's people happily celebrated his rebirth as a young boy
- Can admit to himself he fell in love with the elven vampire spawn, even if she doesn't remember it
- His knack for sensing weaker planar barriers does not manifest in any physical way, but he describes it as suddenly seeing a thread loose in the weave of things
- Knows one day his debt to Indra will need to be paid, but doesn't pretend to follow the fey's idea of bargaining
name
triskdagga rav'vorelnickname
tris, moonbeamage
centuriesspecies
drow vampirepronouns
she/herorientation
bisexualclass
soulknife roguetheme
blood in the wineAbout
Tris is a fiercely proud woman from a prestigious drow den. Though she's a long way from the influence of her house, she still uses their name and coin to get what she wants.
Well, their money she's a little short on these days, but she knows people and business and can to turn a quick silver into a platinum when pushed. Let no one say Triskdagga Rav'vorel is ever in anything short of good fortune.
After being pulled from the Mists with no memories of her time or turning within, Tris found herself in the company of a tiny human ranger and a towering archfey. Though they knew her, Tris had no memory of them prior to coughing up thick mists at their feet when she awoke.
Still, she found herself inclined to trust them — a fact which in itself was strange, trusting people. So far, neither have proved her wrong and she would rip the very throat out of any who dared harm them.
Misc
- Has no interest in returning to her den
- Does not try to dwell on her missing memories, though she remains curious about what hasn't been said
- Prefers Dumitru's blood to Indra's, often telling her she tastes like swamp bog
- Has absolutely zero qualms about her need to feed, doesn't see a reason to feel guilty
- Wears tiny little dark glasses to deal with sunlight when conducting day business
name
indranickname
indy, feyage
centuriesspecies
archfeypronouns
she/herorientation
asexualclass
archdruidtheme
the riverAbout
Certain things are known of the fey: they're prideful, petty, and so very pretty. Few of those things have ever been said of Indra, but with the foundations of her being shifted with the arrival of Tris and Dumitru in her life, it seems some things are changing.
She never planned to follow the little human and elf out of the mists, but regret and Indra don't typically go hand in hand. Instead, she find herself content to join them, for now, and worry about collecting on certain debts later down the road.
There's something ancient and old that drowns the things too bright and loud that go too deep in the bogs. See every old story warns travelers of the bogs and the peat, how easy it is to lose your shoes, your things, your life. The bogs aren't cruel, just so very old. And they like to cling to whatever comes into their home.
How strange then, for a little soul so bright and loud to not only make his way to the heart of the bogs and return, but return with something more.
Misc
- Four arms means she does in fact have enough hands for holding her partners
- Has yet to decide what and when and how Dumitru's debt will be paid
- Has never left the comfort of her bogs for such a stretch of time
- Though generally the most level headed of the trio, neither of her partners have ever seen a fey's fury
- Really does not care for mortal senses of decency and when people get truly "bothered" by her, at best she'll weave more covering brambles around herself
