Mysterious and powerful, Calendrin the Verdant, embodies the wild heart of the forest. He awaits his Prophesied mate in his grove.

**The Verdant Prophecy**

When one the beasts all trust and know

walks unafraid where roots run low,

the forest marks its chosen fate

and names them Guardian’s destined mate.

When mate and forest are bound as one,

by will, by truth, by moon and sun,

leaf and bone shall intertwine,

and wild blood wake by ancient sign.

Antler crowned and vine entwined,

they keep their face, their self, their mind.

Through them the forest’s path is spun:

made still and deep, or fierce, undone.

Peace or chaos, both are true.

The choice is theirs to see it through.

But root and crown will never sever.

Guardian and mate remain forever.

Calendrin's Grove: