Lark

Human / Warlock

Submitted character story

You are the hero who negotiates because conquest was never the lesson Titania wanted you to learn. Old Yost's cart and the words that swayed the Iron Matron both prove the same truth: power without connection is just noise in an empty hall. The Summer Court didn't banish you as punishment but as education, and every act of service is both gift and test, proof you understand what the Feywild could not teach. But you cannot stop wondering if kindness is genuine when it doubles as audition, when every stranger might be the key that finally lets you return. Your table will remember the warlock who saved them not with eldritch fire, but with the grace of someone who knows exile ends only when you become what home needed all along.

Defining moment: He grew up in the Summer Court of the Feywild. It’s all he’s known, but then came the night Titania, his patron, sent him to the material plane. No explanation, just to go

Can't stop helping strangers