Born in the lightless tunnels of the Underdark, Zurm learned early that survival belonged to those who could see without light and strike without warning. Larger and quieter than most of his kind, he stalks the deep roads with a hunter’s patience, tracking the strange and unnatural things that crawl up from the deeper dark.

He wears scarred leather armor and carries a shortbow and blades suited for tight tunnels. Though slow to trust surface-dwellers, he respects those who prove they can keep up in the dark.