Ancient beyond measure, Quarraen (kwahr-rayn) is living proof that not every drow meets their maker prematurely. Long centuries have silvered his hair, carved stark lines and harsh angles into his face, and deepened the hollows around his sunken red eyes. Still, his gaze remains sharp, his posture dignified, and his tone imperious.

Having outlived his rivals and grown weary of upstarts, Quarraen recently abandoned drow society and made his way towards the surface. But while he might be retired, his nature hasn't changed; he's just as cruel, domineering, and xenophobic as before.