Creatures of Candlehold, have you heard the news? Death comes to us all, in the end.
They call me the Harbinger, a blight or a blessing, depending on the season. One who walks among the withered and the fallen to remind our reposed Rosetta of the truth.
Those who dwell in the endless summer fear mortality. They fear rot and ruin.
But what is fear to those who cling to a false paradise where life stagnates?
You, dear creatures, understand that life and death are two sides of the same leaf, each giving way to the other. The decay that some Rosetta dread is not an end, but a return to the earth, rich with the promise of renewal.
There is beauty in every wilted petal, poetry in every fallen branch. Here, the real stories are told. The trees whisper of battles fought, lives lived, and echoes in the hollow wood tell the tale.
Let them bask in their illusion of eternal summer. We know the power of the soil beneath us. Fear not the rot, for it is the prelude to rebirth. As long as the leaves fall and the roots drink deep, there will always be a place for those who seek the true face of nature.
Welcome to the Rotwood. May your ending nurture another’s beginning.

Germination Ritual
Decompose the remains of the fallen to nourish the blossoms of tomorrow. Use decompose cards to reach Florian’s hero ability threshold, then reap the harvest as your Runechant and Embodiment of Earth aura tokens bloom aplenty.

Cycle of Life
Death is a necessary arc of the cycle of life. Florian understands this well and uses it to his advantage with effects that sacrifice his own auras as part of the process of creation.

Sword and Sorcery
As a Runeblade, Florian is a hybrid fighter, wielding both magic and melee in equal measure. Runeblades can attack from multiple angles, preying on the opponent’s vulnerabilities with split damage types.
Feel the Flow
STORY
To the people of Candlehold, Florian may seem like a harbinger of doom. His very presence transforms the green of the glade into yellowing blight. Flowers fade and fall at his touch. Vines wither and decay. Time itself returns to grind what was forever into dust upon the earth.
But to those few elders who understand, Florian is the embodiment of nature’s true essence; a reminder that every end brings the promise of new beginnings.
A seed that strayed from Candlehold’s eternal summer, Florian embraced nature’s darker aspects, finding purpose within the withering bounds of the Rotwood.
There, among decaying leaves and moldering bones, he hones his skills as a runeblade, tracing sigils into the fertile soil so the tired and listless creatures of Candlehold may pass in peace. He tends to the fallen with reverence, offering them a resting place where decay fosters new growth.
A solitary figure, Florian is guided by the knowledge that nature must cycle through death to sustain life. For the Harbinger, this is not a duty of sorrow, but a sacred rite: a recognition of the power in endings and the life that springs from the rot.

