Curse of the Crimson Throne
This elf has long dark hair and openly wears items of her faith to Zon-Kuthon (spiked mail and spiked chain weapon). Unlike other dour followers of the god of pain, this one giggles like a schoolgirl when allowed to provide pain to herself or others, expr
Laori is chronically cheerful, always brimming with delight and quick to laugh. This affectation has somewhat damaged her reputation among the church, as many of the more conventional worshipers of Zon-Kuthon find her attitude to be irreverent and even sacrilegious, yet none deny her contributions to the faith. Even when discussing the finer methods of skinning a living man, self-flagellation, torture, or her open admiration of all things diabolical, her plucky attitude remains. As a result, Laori can be unsettling to be around, for both her fellow worshipers of Zon-Kuthon and those who see her faith as a horror to be stamped out.
As with many Forlorn elves, Laori never knew her birth parents. She grew up on the rough streets of Riddleport, and although she suspects her family dwelt in the nearby town of Crying Leaf, she never bothered to contact them. It was in Riddleport that she first learned of Zon-Kuthon, and the Midnight Lord’s teachings quickly grew into an obsession for her. Armed only with her indomitable optimism and an appetite for pain, she made the pilgrimage down to the shadowy nation of Nidal, and over the course of several decades became an accomplished priestess of Zon-Kuthon, despite her grating (to the other priests) attitude.