"The shadows don’t betray you—they just remind you of what you’re trying to hide from."

Alezra Nightrun is a wiry tiefling with crimson skin that seems to darken to black at the edges, as though the shadows cling to her. Her horns curve sleekly back along her skull, blending into her midnight-black hair. Her eyes shimmer with a liquid silver glow, and her presence carries an unsettling yet magnetic aura. She moves with the fluidity of someone accustomed to slipping through the cracks of society, her long coat bristling with hidden pockets and tools. Alezra speaks in a measured, calm voice, with an edge that suggests she’s weighing every word—and every person—carefully.

Ancestry/Heritage

• Tiefling

Profession/Titles

• Owner of the Midnight Exchange

Work Location

• The Midnight Exchange, a back-alley pawn shop in Shadowgrove

Residence

• A hidden bolthole in Shadowgrove, known only to her closest confidants

Age

• Mid-30s, though her weathered demeanor hints at someone who’s lived through much more

Family Members

• None known; she never speaks of her past

Memberships

Allies

Enemies

You'll have to talk to him/her to find out...