Alin Durqua

Alin Durqua is a figure caught in the fragile stillness between life and undeath, a former adventurer or scholar whose transformation into a vampire spawn has only just begun to take hold. At a glance, Durqua appears gaunt but not monstrous—pale, composed, and watchful, as if carrying some secret burden that has not yet fully devoured their humanity.

Alin walks the line between two worlds: one foot in the grave, the other still clinging to mortal reason. Though the hunger stirs, their thoughts remain their own—for now. Their expressions flicker with tension: sometimes sharp and alert, other times lost in distracted dread, as if hearing whispers no one else can perceive.

• Eyes dark with rings of sleeplessness, occasionally flashing with unnatural red light in darkness.
• Skin pale and cool to the touch, as if blood no longer flows easily through it.
• Fangs haven’t fully formed, but the gums ache where they will soon emerge.
• Shows discomfort around holy symbols, but hasn’t yet recoiled in terror.

Though the thirst gnaws at their edges, Durqua remains clever and composed. A gifted tactician and lorekeeper, they still operate in shadows, often assisting with quiet infiltration, cold reading of enemies, or arcane trapwork. They prefer to observe and manipulate, only striking when necessary.

• Their voice is low and deliberate, choosing words with surgical care.
• They often say “I remember things I never saw,” a side effect of the vampiric link taking root.
• In combat, they move like smoke—measured, quiet, disturbingly graceful.

As the vampiric transformation continues, Durqua fears losing their autonomy. They isolate themselves, wear gloves at all times, and avoid eye contact when their hunger swells. Yet there's also a growing seduction to the strength and clarity the change offers.

• They haven’t fed yet… but they dream about it.
• Sometimes they awake with blood on their lips, not knowing how it got there.
• There’s a page torn from the journal—sealed with wax and hidden—marked only with the words: If I fall, burn this.

Alin Durqua is a doomed scholar and reluctant predator, a specialist in dark lore and drow intrigue who now battles an internal war between knowledge and corruption. Whether redemption is still possible, or whether Durqua becomes a cold, calculating instrument of undeath, remains to be seen. What is certain is this: Durqua knows too much to be ignored—and too little time may remain before they forget who they are entirely.