Blood Grass

Blood Grass, the once-earth elemental now possessed by an invasion of sentient blood grass, now serves the Court of Rampant Green. Tall and lean, Blood Grass’s form is sculpted from a rough mix of soil, stone, and organic matter, their body overtaken by the crimson-streaked blades of blood grass that sprout wildly from their every crevice. The grass blades are unnaturally sharp and vibrant, glistening in shades of dark red that deepen as they sway, resembling a field stained with recent rain. Root tendrils curl and spread from their limbs like living vines, ready to burrow into any soil they touch, marking the land with a crimson spread that echoes Blood Grass’s own invasive essence.   Blood Grass serves Acacia, ruler of the Court of Rampant Green, with a fierce loyalty. Their role as a scout is as much an act of communion as it is of espionage. When scouting new territories, Blood Grass releases seeds and runners of invasive blood grass into the soil, each blade a part of their consciousness that stretches and spreads, burrowing into the earth to drink of its secrets. This crimson grass takes root swiftly, marking the lands with patches of dark red blades that whisper back to Blood Grass of all they encounter—shifting weather, the passage of creatures, the movements of intruders. Through this spread, Blood Grass can sense disturbances from miles away, feeling the pulse of the land as if it were their own blood.   The elemental spirit within Blood Grass has become one with the grass, leaving them both single-minded and driven. Their thoughts are direct and intense, though they are known to speak with a strangely poetic quality, their words often tinged with the primal hunger of the blood grass itself. In a haunting, rustling voice, they describe what they perceive through their far-reaching roots: the composition of soil, the scent of water, the movements of prey or foe. To converse with Blood Grass is to speak with the land itself, but a land overtaken by a fierce, unyielding force.   Their appearance is one of eerie, organic beauty and quiet menace. Their gaze is a distant, unfocused stare that sees not with eyes, but with roots deep within the earth. Blood Grass moves with an eerie, rippling motion, as if every part of them is connected to the ground beneath their feet, sensing and feeding off of its essence.   As they travel, the invasive blood grass follows in their wake, leaving patches of vibrant red that refuse to die, warning all that this land has been marked by the Court of Rampant Green. Blood Grass is not only a scout but a silent conqueror, leaving regions subtly claimed in Acacia’s name, each blade of crimson grass a reminder that the Court of Rampant Green’s reach can extend far beyond the roots of its own domain.