The Lore of Enchantress Iris of the River

Iris was conceived deep beneath the churning waters of the river Exios, the spawn of an aberrant union between a comely river sprite and a naive young sorcerer studying enchantment at the nearby Rithelbalm Academy for Aspiring Conjurers.

It is said that river sprites mate for life - unfortunately for their mates, that life tends to end rather quickly once coitus has concluded and eggs are deposited where their bowels once were.

Being raised at the bottom of a river bed amongst the crabs and kelp, Iris had not many friends. As her powers grew, she enchanted a sea sponge to entertain herself, naming him Clarence. He is her ever-present companion and confidant, encased lovingly in a protective cocoon of water whenever she ventures above the surface.

She roams the land every new moon, searching for rare herbs and essences which she uses to brew the elixers that strengthen her powers. She bears with her a staff of river water enchanted to be rigid. The unfortunate souls that cross her path and she deems a threat - most souls, to be honest - are met with a swift and painful drowning via forced aspiration.

Iris has always felt out of place - not quite a native of the seas, and most certainly not a denizen of the land. Thus she travels the seabeds, tributaries and shores, forlornly searching for a belonging she can never quite find.

Entered by: 0xD551…aE1C and preserved on chain (see transaction)