Druid elder: Evelyn

Druid elder, slow, vast, and rooted in ancient nature

Prompt: A deep, earthen female druid voice that sounds grown rather than born. Her slow, resonant register rustles like wind through an ancient canopy, unhurried and vast, speaking for forests that measure time in centuries. She's gentle with the worthy and terrible with the greedy, her calm carrying the immovable weight of nature itself. Wisdom offered like sap—slow, sweet, and impossible to rush.

Script: Sit, child of quick seasons. You move as your kind moves—too fast to see the roots beneath your feet. The blight you hunt did not begin with the beast; it began with an axe, and a greed, and a forgetting. Heal the cause, not the wound. The forest remembers every kindness and every betrayal. Now.