Brother Senvan Hollowmere

Some say Brother Senvan was once a priest of a temple swallowed whole by ivy and silence. Others claim he was born beneath a canopy so thick, the sun never touched his face until manhood. Whatever the truth, Senvan walks with the air of someone who listens to things most people are too afraid to hear. A quiet priest of the forgotten aspects of Tassia, the Verdant Veil, Senvan walks in shadows and prays in places where light dies. Dressed in gray, he speaks in whispers and lullabies, believing the essence of Tassia Clanvor slumbers beneath root and stone, not in temples.

Others find him unsettling—but when spirits stir or the forest shifts, Senvan sees clearly.

Notable Trait:

Performs rites in dead tongues to coax secrets from the land.

Relationship Highlights:

With Jamal Visser : A moment of shared silence before a corrupted tree forged their understanding. With Tharka Wolfsblood : She brings him bones and blood; he returns visions in smoke. With Kaelen Duskshard : His songs ease the blacksmith’s old Grief, even if Kaelen never admits it.

Jamal & Senvan – The Tree That Bled

In the southern edge of Blood Moor, they found a tree that should not have bled. The bark was veined with black sap, and the roots pulsed faintly beneath the soil like veins in a diseased heart. Senvan knelt before it, whispering prayers too low for Jamal to make out. Jamal stood behind him, one hand on his bow, the other resting on his thigh—watchful. After a long silence, he spoke. “This part of the moor… it wasn’t marked on any map.” “Because it wasn’t there,” Senvan said, his voice distant. “Not like this. Not yet.” They didn’t speak on the way back. But that night, Jamal quietly redrew the boundaries of the region in his mapbook, with that tree at the center—and a single word written beside it in Embeth runes: “Beginning.”