Edoka

The singers in the amber-leaved clearing have no songs for Edoka. They claim the adventurer simply appeared one day, walking out of the wilder greenwoods with a face like a coming storm and a staff that hummed with restless energy. They are a puzzle the happy locals cannot solve. Edoka never joins the feasts or dances, only pores over maps of places that don't exist, their fury a stark contrast to the gentle woods. Some whisper they challenged a forest spirit and stole its power; others say they are the last remnant of a forgotten war. Once, a child saw them unleash a torrent of magic that leveled a corrupted grove, a display of force that rivaled tales of the Genesis warriors. Edoka is always moving, searching for something that isn't on any map they carry.