Velsharoon
Velsharoon
The Vaunted Necromancer, Dusty robes, old metal.
Source: FaerunColors Mod Rarity: Very Rare Category: General Collection
THE LORE
Velsharoon is power extracted from entropy itself. The god of necromancy, he claims dominion over death as a practice, a craft, a path to transcendence beyond dying. Where others see an ending, he sees a tool. He walks between living and dead with the confidence of someone who's rewritten the rules of both. To his followers, he offers the terrible gift of undeath and the even worse gift of understanding it.
THE PALETTE
Muted earth tones pervade everything here, dusty browns and weathered greys that recall bones left exposed to weather, cloth that has been wrapped around death too long. The entire palette whispers of deterioration and long centuries, with barely any light finding its way through.
THE CHRONICLE
I
In a tower of bone and salt, Velsharoon raises his hand and the corpses remember how to move. Not like they did in life, but with a purpose borrowed from his will. He doesn't hate the living; they simply don't interest him anymore. A lich's phylactery pulses in a locked chamber, visible to him across any distance, and he smiles without warmth at the devotion. This is what transcendence looks like, the removal of all pretense and messy emotion. He was mortal once. He remembers that failure. Around him, the air is thin because the living cannot breathe easily here; they suffocate on the recognition that he has already chosen death, already moved beyond fear of it, and that choice has made him profoundly, uniquely free....

...In a tower of bone and salt, Velsharoon raises his hand and the corpses remember how to move. Not like they did in life, but with a purpose borrowed from his will. He doesn't hate the living; they simply don't interest him anymore. A lich's phylactery pulses in a locked chamber, visible to him across any distance, and he smiles without warmth at the devotion. This is what transcendence looks like, the removal of all pretense and messy emotion. He was mortal once. He remembers that failure. Around him, the air is thin because the living cannot breathe easily here; they suffocate on the recognition that he has already chosen death, already moved beyond fear of it, and that choice has made him profoundly, uniquely free....

Color Zones

Cloth
Primary #424b4b
Secondary #4b4942
Tertiary #47424b
Leather
Primary #47424b
Secondary #514c3a
Tertiary #444649
Metal
Primary #434b42
Secondary #514c3a
Tertiary #514c3a
Accents
Accent #534d38
Custom 1 #514c3a
Custom 2 #514c3a
Other
Color 01 #514c3a
Color 02 #514c3a
Color 03 #514c3a

Where to Find

Part of the General Collection collection from the FaerunColors mod.

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Arron Emerald Grove Act I
Grat Goblin Camp Act I
Blurg Underdark Act I
Talli Last Light Inn Act II
Lann Tarv Moonrise Towers Act II
Zara the Mummy Circus of the Last Days Act III