Nettle Lilygrave

Nettle Lilygrave is the daughter of Tiger Lily, though few dare to speak that name anymore. Born to a lineage rooted in wind, fire, and honor, she watched it all decay. Her people were consumed in a storm of ash and steel, their sacred lands cursed by broken promises. Nettle died that day yet rose when the drums began to beat again. Not alive, not quite dead, she is a vessel of memory and wrath. Her existence is ritual, every breath laced with ancestral sorrow. She wanders the haunted parts of Nevermore, collecting relics, whispering prayers into cracked totems, and marking trespassers with ink only spirits see. Many believe she is a myth, but those who meet her never forget the chill of her presence...or the way her eyes hold storms that never end.