Shaman

In the shadowed depths of the Ivorian Heathlands, the Shaman sits cross-legged upon a bed of moss and bone, eyes closed in communion with the spirits of the land. Their chants rise in eerie harmony with the wind, summoning the ancient forces that slumber beneath the earth. With a flick of their wrist, the ground trembles, and roots twist to life, obeying their silent command.   Clad in garments adorned with feathers, bones, and totems, the Shaman is both a healer and a harbinger. They mend wounds with poultices crafted from the forest's bounty, yet their true power lies in their ability to channel the wrath of nature. In battle, they stand at the rear, raising their staff to the sky, calling down storms and curses upon their foes.