Ithilorn, Warden of the Greenwood

Ithilorn, Warden of the Greenwood (Probably Not in the Job Description)

Meet Ithilorn—elf, forest guardian, and part-time reminder that nature is *not* always graceful and elegant.

Stationed somewhere deep in the woods (exact location classified by “don’t go there”), Ithilorn keeps watch over the ancient forest with the kind of patience that suggests Ithilorn has been doing this for *a very, very long time*. Possibly longer than the trees themselves. The jury is still out.

Armed with a horned helm that says “mystical protector” and a totem staff that says “I talk to animals, and they definitely talk back,” Ithilorn leans more toward the *primal side* of elven culture. Less “singing in moonlight,” more “standing still for three days because something moved in the bushes.”

The animal-headed totem is part symbol, part companion, and possibly the real decision-maker here. Ithilorn just carries it.

The goal with this piece was to capture that in-between moment: not charging into battle, not posing heroically—just… there. Unmoving. Watching. Judging. Quietly questioning your life choices for entering *their* forest.

Also: yes, Ithilorn skipped ab day. No further questions.