Yxharn Valtrix

Yxharn Valtrix stands a head above most folk, his broad frame assembled from dark wood, iron plates, and rough stone. Green light burns behind his metal faceplate, and his hinged jaw clicks when he speaks. He buries seeds in fresh graves, then returns to prune whatever grows. His druidic magic brings roots through floorboards and thorned vines around fleeing ankles.