Healer born in the heart of a disaster. Healer raised in the grove.

He lost himself in the heart of a disaster. Matron of nature warm his sleep. Caught in its gaze, and its mystical ways, he was blind to it all, before it was nearly too late. Cold and darkness – all he knew. Just an orphan born anew. Every night he dreams of the creatures completely different from the flora and fauna familiar to us. These phantoms in an invisible world within their own. Inspiring fear and captivating those with its beckoning call. Calling him beyond the grove, into the unknown.

 
Esegar is a traditionalist member of the Lampade, druids that shield the surface from threats that boil up from the underworld. In Ruòn, one of the eight great chamberdeeps, he holds vigil, holding back both creatures from below and adventurers from above. But having been lost in the caves at a young age, he has a kindness for those who arrive by happenstance or accident.
 
Little mouse, who loves you like her grove? What mother here could carry you, and cradle you and hold you like she does?
 
Little mouse, who holds you when you sleep? What voices come to comfort you in lonely rooms when dirt covers your face?
 
Little mouse, inside your towers of trees, your family, keepers of your mother's grove begin to leave. Leaving home to find some healing, leaving a little mouse and his mother's grove.
 
But as the seasons change, the sickness spreads and the decay remains, but then there comes a day, his mother speaks, and there's some people here, to show him there's a world beyond the grove.