The Monarch Migration Escort

Monarch butterflies mass for migration, but their path crosses a battlefield where both armies have sworn not to sheathe swords until first frost. The swarm will be slaughtered; a druid asks for escort through no-man's-land. Blur battle lines, negotiate a one-hour truce, or carry the queen chrysalis through crossfire.

Faces in the wings

Ursula Silverleaf

  • Human
  • Male
  • Adult

Role

Occupation
Back-to-school rift containment specialist

Character

Motivation
Bringing modern ideas to a conservative town
Personality
Wise and patient
Background
Smuggler who specializes in people, not goods

Details

Quirk
Eats dessert first
Speaking style
Uses legal Latin incorrectly
Private fear
Growing old alone
Secret
Their shadow is the real person
Signature item
Star chart that only works in late August

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