The few mortals who have ever seen the Queen of the Dark Wood describe her as a green haired elfin beauty of great height. Blue eyes alive with fury look out on the world and her voice is the rustle of leaves blown by a hurricane.
Her true form, which no mortal has seen and survived to remember is a 10’ gourdlike plant with a roughly humanoid shape. The base of the plant erupts into a mass of animated roots and where her shoulders would be, a bundle of strong, cruelly spike tendrils emerge. Her ‘head’ is similar to that of her children, resembling an upturned acorn with more vine-like tendrils cascading down in mockery of hair.
The Queen of the Dark wood has no name apart from that given to her by other races. She has preceded all of the pantheons of Neyathis, being one of the few powers remaining from the beginning of the world.
None have chronicled her history before the coming of the gods of men.
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