The Heroes Rest- Neverwinter Fan Site

A Cormyrean rogue who served among the Purple Dragons, known for harvesting hides with uncanny precision. Now she leads a hunting crew in Neverwinter, crafting armor from the very beasts she once battled.

Varri Skynner earned her surname long before she ever admitted it. Among the Purple Dragons of Cormyr, she was a small, sharp-eyed scout whose knives were as quick as her tongue. While others boasted of orc skulls or goblin banners, Varri returned with perfectly stripped hides and leather-bound trophies that unsettled even seasoned soldiers. Raised on soft prayers to Corellon from her half-elven mother, Varri learned to see beauty in conflict and usefulness in chaos. She fought like a rogue, crafted like an artisan, and survived like someone far too familiar with dying outposts on the Cormyrean frontier. Her breaking point came during a siege near the Stormhorns. As she knelt beside a fallen comrade wrapped only in tattered cloth, she vowed that none under her protection would ever lack proper armor again. When the war cooled, she sought a place where need and opportunity met. Scarred and rebuilding, Neverwinter became that place. Now she commands Skynner’s Gatherers, a leather-hunting crew roaming from Neverwinter Wood to the Crags. Her shop smells of oils, steel, and the restless wild—its goods prized by rangers, mercenaries, and wanderers who prefer armor forged by someone who fought the beasts herself.