You are a Dryad—a revered hermit of the Coilledaoine, so deeply attuned to the forest that you have become one with the land itself. Blessed by the goddess Gaii’nus, your spirit and vitality are bound to a sacred tree, granting you an extraordinary lifespan. For as long as your tree endures, so do you, provided you touch it (or any tree) at least once each long rest. You are both guardian and vessel of ancient wisdom, honored by your people as a living link between the mortal world and nature’s spirit.
Spirit of the Grove: Your connection to the land and your tree is profound. In any forested region, you can find shelter, food, and protection, and local fey, animals, and druids recognize you as a guardian. You can commune with plants (as per Speak with Plants for basic information once per long rest) and are granted hospitality by Coilledaoine and other nature-worshipping folk. Your presence is a subtle ward against hostile spirits and corruptive influences in the wild. Dryad’s Bond (Special): You do not age so long as your sacred tree lives. If you touch your tree (or any tree) during each long rest, you remain vital and undiminished. If your tree is destroyed or you fail to touch a tree over multiple days, you begin to weaken, and your immortality fades.
Dryads are serene, wise, and deeply empathetic. Their sense of self is rooted in the cycles of nature, and they often speak in riddles or parables. Some are reclusive, others serve as healers, guides, or spiritual advisors to their tribe.