He was a man with skin the color of obsidian, melting into the darkness and shadows as if that were where he belonged.

His eyes were like two pieces of fine jade, piercing the darkness, and his long white hair was a stark contrast to his black skin. It was flowing and rippling like tranquil waters, and was the color of fresh fallen snow.

Although he was a drow foundling, raised in the human city of Pleta by an adopted mother, The Lady Maihera and her husband, Dolner, a Knight of the prestigrous order of the White Dragon, Denr Nkulleillae longed to return to the underground regions of his kin.

One day, after his adoptive parents perished in a war with one of the neighboring kingdoms, and he no longer had anything left to stop him, Denr began the journey that would lead him into the shadowy depths of the drow kingdom, a place that was calling to his blood.

He was apprehensive as he traveled, having very little idea of what to really expect, coming home after all this time. But he felt as if he needed to make this journey in order to find peace, and fulfillment within his very soul.

With an adventurous spirt, Denr Nkulleillae set out, looking to find others of his kin, and to return to the underground depths which were his true ancestral home.