Name: Sable Nettle
Race: Human
Role: : Apiarist, Bee-keeper, Folk herbalist
Appearance: Sable is a rangy woman in her late thirties with wind-roughed cheeks and sunlit brown eyes. Her dark hair is braided with linen ties and a tiny brass queen’s cage. She favors a cream-colored bee veil and a green work smock stitched with wax stains; leather gauntlets are pushed to her elbows. A smoker hangs from her belt beside a hive tool (a wedge-ended prybar), a small bellows, and a tin of salve. She smells of clover, smoke, and warm wax
Backstory
Raised among orchardists at the edge of Verdant Weald, Sable Nettle apprenticed under a hermit-beekeeper who swore the dusk-bees “sing the same notes the roots do.” When blight took the orchards one year, she split her hives and walked at twilight, coaxing the bees to new forage with a low, breathy hum learned from her mentor. The bees took, the blight eased, and neighbors began calling her Honey Warden. She distills a cordial called Afterlight—a steadying honey liqueur—and keeps queen lines pure, though lately someone has been stealing queens and leaving eerie wax faces in the empty frames.
