Ellyndra Vorthyne

Ellyndra Vorthyne keeps a wet-leather scent-map tied inside her pack—scraped herbs and crushed bark labeled in neat ink. A shifter ranger, she tests every doorframe for drafts with clawed fingertips, then marks trails with three-knuckle rake scars on stone. When she talks, she recites rules like patrol orders; if you break one, she checks your route.