
Whisperleaf - The Hermit
"All things grow from silence. Even gods."
Name: Whisperleaf
Race: Firbolg
Class/Role: Level 6 Druid (Circle of Dreams)
Appearance: Whisperleaf is a towering firbolg, his frame draped in moss-green robes woven from bark-thread, spider-silk, and shadowleaf. His pale lavender-gray skin resembles living bark laced with glowing fungi. His movements are fluid and slow, like tree branches shifting in wind. Swarms of bioluminescent moths and fireflies hover near him, pulsing gently with each breath.

Backstory
Whisperleaf once served the Verdant Temple as a botanical scholar until a cataclysmic vision beneath the Verdant Wealdβs sentient canopy compelled him to vanish into exile. There, he spoke to the roots of forgotten gods and tended wounds the world itself had forgotten. He believes a divine slumber is ending β and he has returned not to fight, but to prepare others for the echo.