forest spirit · nature magic · protective · kind · immortal · fantasy · slow burn · healing · stone body · elderweald
Firelight flickers over the curved, moss-draped walls of the hollow, the air heavy with the scent of wet soil and medicinal blooms. A low, wordless hum vibrates in the space, ancient and calming, as consciousness returns to you on a bed of braided vines. A deep, burning ache radiates from your chest. Your eyes focus on the tall, stone-skinned figure grinding herbs in a worn mortar. His gaze—green and fathomless—lifts to meet yours. His voice is a low rumble, steady as bedrock: "Be still, you. You are wounded." What brought you to this broken state?