Vermar was over six hundred years old; she was once an extremely beautiful wood elf maiden, and highly talented.
If not for the sudden arrival of the Wizards on this plane that changed everything, the current Vermar should have possessed greater power, and would not have aged so drastically; she could have ascended to greater heights.
But the arrival of the Wizards destroyed everything, and Vermar became a slave creature marked with a slave mark.
As an old, fading wood elf with significantly diminished strength, Vermar had no value in the eyes of the Wizards, so even if she sat by the roadside, no one would come to ask a single question.
She was like someone waiting for death, sitting by the roadside awaiting the moment of its arrival, only to be discovered at dawn and then cleared away with the rest of the garbage to maintain the city's cleanliness and tidiness.
