Withervine

A city druid, Withervine roams the city alley ways and sewer systems recycling refuse and various thrown out goods into food and useful items for the cities more destitute denizens> Most find him to be rather off putting and they are right for feeling so. Wither is a druid who has been “changed”, he has turned from the forest and now calls the city scape his home, his natural habitat. “The city is just as wild and dangerous as any jungle” says he when describing his change in favored scenery.

The gaunt elf stands at about 5’8". dreaded hair dangles below his shoulders, a thick beard grows from his boney face, a large coat covers his armored exterior, vines wrap around his abdomen and protrude from his coat sleeves as well. A raspy almost gravely sounding voice is what greets the ears of any who have heard him speak. Various mosses and molds cover his being as well as spiders nests and other insects.

At one point he earned himself the not so popular title of “Vermin Lord” for his dealing with rats and other “nuisances” city folk tend to avoid.

Withervine

Scattered Jewels of Southsea GiantMidget