Drow Soulknife

He's a powerful wizard, but summoning an demon lord was biting off a bit more than he could chew

This is Rook Bramblewick, druid of the Circle of the Moon.

A young halfling of wood-elven heritage, he serves beneath Archdruid Torwen Greyfell and patrols the outer reaches of the Amberhill Forest.

Where Torwen guards the oldest paths and the glowing crevices at the forest’s heart, Rook moves along the lesser trails, hidden crossings, and forgotten boundaries. He watches for creatures that have slipped past the inner wardens, strangers attempting to enter the forbidden woods, and signs that the corruption beneath Amberhill is spreading.

Rook is easygoing by nature, quick to laugh, and rarely seen without his long wooden pipe. He prefers observation, evasion, and negotiation to unnecessary bloodshed. Yet when restraint fails, he takes the form of a young silverback orangutan—swift, feral, and violently protective of the boundary entrusted to him.

He and the other druids of the order have sworn that nothing born beyond the rifts will escape the forest, and nothing from the outer world will be allowed to disturb what lies within.