Alyisstra was the second daughter of a minor drow noble house in Menzoberranzan—not the prized eldest, not the cherished youngest. Just the forgotten middle child with a stolen flute and a heart too soft for Lolth's court.

At age 10, she was caught sneaking food to a surface-elf prisoner. Her mother called it treason. That night, Alyisstra fled—no grand plan, just her flute, a cloak, and a desperate prayer.

She stumbled upon a hidden monastery of Eilistraee followers in a forgotten Underdark fissure. For two years, they trained her in song-magic, meditation, and the art of trusting the moment. "Plans are lies," her mentor taught. "React. Adapt. Breathe."

At 12, she emerged onto the surface—and found sunlight warm, not painful. She cried laughing.

Now 13, Alyisstra travels with her flute, quick wits, and unshakable optimism. She judges herself harshly when she fails, but she never stays down. She's searching for her older sister and younger brother—not for revenge, but because she still loves them.

Every song is a prayer. Every step is trust.

Hair: Silver

Skin: Obsidian black

Eyes: Lilac

Age: 13

Weight: 95

Height: 5’4”

Gender: Female