Alienor, Master Abjurer

A plump matron with kindly features and exotic robes of bejewelled silk gives you a frown and demonishes, "Don't feed me such twaddle boy."


Alienor seems kindly and wise; she is a patient woman who refuses to act until she has studied her dilemma from all sides. She rarely leaves the Phylacteric Vault these days aside from occasional sabbaticals in Southern Darakeene, Vesh or Shelzar. She generally reaches out to Vault contacts in these locales and often travels with questors or retrievers dedicated to the Vault.


Specialty: Abjuration
Opposed schools: Illusion, enchantment

Alienor, Master Abjurer

The Eighteen Blades of Vode Nulan WiHa05