🛡️ Eyris Iris

Brief description🧭 Eyris Iris is a drifting sorcerer, a poet of the unseen, and a wanderer who speaks to things not everyone can hear. Their magic is less cast than whispered, and their presence feels like déjà vu — like you've met them before, or dreamed of them once.
About me

Title: Unofficial Archivist of Forgotten Paths
Race: Unclear. Appears elven, but the truth seems to shift.
Class: Sorcerer (Shadow / Wild Magic)
Alignment: Neutral Good (with touches of Chaotic depending on the moon phase)

💬 “Truth isn’t what stays. It’s what returns when you stop asking.”

💬 “No, no, no! Always opened; never closed.” -When an Alchemist Apprentice at a Potion Shop in Dandrik, of and relating to Jars and an obsessive compulsive disorder, which some see as a flaw, to remove the lids off every container.

🕊️ Notable Traits

 

  • Speaks in riddles or haikus, sometimes without meaning to.

  • Eyes shimmer faintly in different colors depending on who’s looking.

  • Carries a small jar labeled “last words, unfinished.” Ironically, this one is closed. If ever opened, she tells herself that her last words are of imaginable and unimaginable potential and shall float about in the wind wherever she travels and into the ears of whomever she meets. 

  • Known to hum lullabies that silence undead creatures.

🌫️ Cloud-Staring While Listening to Stars
Lays on high towers or hills at dusk, eyes on clouds, ears to something no one else hears.

📖 Reciting Poetry to Forgotten Places
Whispers old lines to buildings, doors, graves. Says some poems unlock things people forget to look for.

🧠 Deciphering Dreams
Takes dreams apart like puzzles. Believes some are planted messages — from the past, the future, or someone lost.

🎼 Collecting Sounds from Abandoned Places
Uses a small orb to trap ambient echoes from ruins, empty homes, or battlefields. Says each sound has a story.

🖋️ Memory Mirror Sketching
Draws places from memory — then goes to them, sometimes finding they now exist.

🍵 Emotion-Based Tea Blending
Crafts teas infused with intent: comfort, courage, forgetting. Steeps spells in every cup.

🪴 Was Once a Flower Pot Once (Briefly)

During a particularly unstable arcane surge, Eyris either tripped into a wild magic pocket or emotionally overloaded during a dream-casting ritual — and spent approximately 43 seconds as a terracotta flower pot containing a single flower having white petals and a yellow-gold center.

🐾 Following Strange Animals
If an animal walks toward the woods, Eyris follows. Doesn’t always return the same.

 

Contact Email

eyrisiris@initiativelore.com (Note: responses may arrive before questions are sent.)