Jorlan Duskryn


​Jorlan turned a talent for inflicting pain into skill as a warrior, and a certain roguish charm into a way to ingratiate himself with his female superiors. He quickly made himself useful to Ilvara Mezzrym as both the field commander of the Velkynvelve garrison and as her lover, enjoying all the benefits that came with both roles.

Jorlan though that Lolth favored him, or at least that his charms had deflected her malice, until he has the misfortune of a run-in with a black pudding on an otherwise routine raid. Ilvara’s healing magic saved his life but couldn’t undo the terrible damage wrought by the ooze’s acid. With his once-handsome face melted and scarred, and his sword hand twisted and missing two fingers, Jorlan was no longer the warrior he once was.

Ilvara relieved Jorlan of duty during his recuperation, replacing him with the young bravo Shoor Vandree. When she then took Shoor to her bed, Jorlan realized his recovery would never be sufficient to regain what he had lost. His heartbreak and loss has since become a virulent hatred for Ilvara and Shoor that slowly eats at him. Jorlan finds the idea of suicide or reckless self-destruction beneath him, however – unless he can find a way to take Ilvara and her new lover with him.

Jorlan knows full well that the sympathy the priestess Asha shows him is an attempt to manipulate him. But he’s willing to play along for the time being, hoping to draw Asha closer and potentially use her against Ilvara when the time is right.


Jorlan Duskryn

Out of the Abyss Xaryon