Hurn-Val, the Shardbound Treant

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Corrupted Grove Guardian

Hurn-Val, the Shardbound Treant

0·Agender, traditionally referred to with they or it pronouns·Huge
Neutral Evil, warped from a once-protective neutral spirit

Species

Treant

Appearance

A towering, hunched treant with bark like wet charcoal and pale fungal veins glowing beneath its ridges. Its limbs bend at subtly wrong angles, as if assembled from several different trees. A jagged violet crystal protrudes from the center of its chest, surrounded by old axe scars that have grown into ring-shaped knots. Moss hangs from its shoulders like a scholar's mantle, yet tiny white flowers bloom from its antler-like crown, giving the creature an unexpectedly gentle silhouette. It moves with a slow, creaking dignity until angered, when its roots snap forward with the suddenness of a striking serpent.

Height18 feet
BuildMassive and asymmetrical, with a broad trunk, narrow waist, heavy root-feet, and long branch-arms that drag through the undergrowth
EyesMilky amber, with thin violet cracks radiating from the pupils
HairBlack-green moss threaded with pale fungal filaments
SkinCharcoal-black bark streaked with damp green moss and faint violet luminescence

A deep, creaking voice layered with distant wind, root pops, and occasional echoes of Nessa's softer tone.”

Ability Scores

STR
16+3
DEX
10+0
CON
14+2
INT
8-1
WIS
15+2
CHA
8-1

Alignment

Good
Lawful
Chaotic
EvilNeutral Evil, warped from a once-protective neutral spirit

Distinguishing Features

A violet crystal embedded in its chest, pulsing like a second heart

White flowers blooming from its crown despite the grove's corruption

A hollow in its left shoulder containing a child's wooden whistle

One root-foot wrapped in an old red scarf

Bark scars shaped like tear tracks beneath both eye sockets

Voice

Low, wet, and resonant, like a hollow tree speaking during a storm; when grief breaks through, the voice briefly becomes gentle and human

Clothing

A mantle of black moss, old prayer ribbons, rotting trail markers, and strips of faded green cloth left by travelers it once guided

Body Language

The treant leans forward as though listening to the ground rather than the speaker. Its branches curl protectively around small creatures, but recoil sharply from anyone who touches its crystal. When uncertain, it presses one root into the soil and remains motionless for several seconds.

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