Eyes aglow with wild, veridian magic and wielding a jagged staff of splintering ice, the mottled gray-green turtlefolk man resembles an ancient statue imbued with life. The druid weaves swirling magics as he recites the incantation in a low, rumbling tone like boulders cascading down a mountainside—and the dead begin to rise around him. Spores fill the air, drifting from the crop of soft, earthy mushrooms atop his shell, settling on rotting flesh and taking root with supernatural speed.
~ Played by BradyBil85 with 
