Bogdan Cypressmere
the Rootbound Count
Born of a bog-body pulled from a murky lake at the edge of a cypress grove, where the word for God was carved into the ribs with a knife.
Power
You can command the roots of a cypress tree to wrap around a fresh grave and pull the corpse into the earth, but the tree will bear a scar of that corpse's face in its bark for a hundred years.
- Familiar
- A carrion crow with a missing eye named Decem
- Bloodline
- Bog-Knotted
The cypress swamp took your tongue first. You paid it gladly, because the silence was a better gift than the screaming ever was. When you rose from the peat, the roots had braided themselves into your spine, and the soil no longer forgot you.