Grove Doomblade

The decidite sentinels of Sylvaras taught Maevira Thornweald patience. How to stand quiet as old stone. How to listen until the forest chose the moment to act.

Then they taught her to swing a very big sword.

Mahkah Hemlig tears trees from soil and sets the land against itself. Maevira took up Doomblade, a sword nearly as long as she is tall, and joined the fellowship of the Silverleaf to stop her.

While Mahkah's geomancy rips the earth and the fellowship strains against the tide, Maevira works the edges. A shadow in the brush. She slips past sentries and watchfires and strikes from behind. Once her blade commits, it falls like a redwood trunk, impossible to turn.