• Sherwin has the ability to command plants and trees to do his bidding. While this ability can be draining if used multiple times in a day, it is deadly when his enemies are treading among the forest.
• His long time among the flora of the land has allowed him to effortlessly meld into the landscape like a stick insect amongst the branches, practically invisible when he chooses to be.
• Any clean water that Sherwin comes across can be granted healing properties when it passes over his body, so dipping his wounds in streams means a quick fix when he is injured.
• Being a master of the bow, Sherwin can fire multiple arrows at once, in quick succession and with deadly accuracy. His knowledge of plants and their properties means he carries many poisons and concoctions of his own to add to the tips of his arrows.

Sherwin was left as a babe at the foot of his tribe’s ancient Birch tree when his mother fled, their village being burnt to the ground by raiding Orcs from the high peaks above the forest. He lay on the soft bed of leaves as his mother was cut down in front of him by a pursuing pillager.

On the first day it rained and he cried, his sharp screams breaking over the forest and bouncing from rain drop to rain drop.
On the second day he slept, as still as the trees around him, his tears dried while he dreamt of his mothers and fathers faces.
On the third day he was silent, peering up into the canopy above him and at the butterflies as they passed over his head.

On the fourth day, the Birch tree reached down with its old bark arms and picked Sherwin up, holding him to its moss covered chest.

On the fifth day, the Ancient Ent heaved out its feet, its great roots breaking through the earth then walked slowly and steadily deeper into the forest.

On the sixth day they arrived at the Burrow of Arbre, the oldest of the Ent Rada. Leaving the babe Sherwin at the caves entrance, the Ent entered and did not return for many days.

During the 6 days that he was left by the cave entrance, Sherwin was visited multiple times by the fey creatures attracted to great magic radiating from the cave. They brought him food and drink, sang soft lullabies to him and one dryad even took him in her soft arms and rocked him slowly to sleep as she pranced among the flowers. When the Birch finally returned it took him in its arms once more and returned into the cave. For the next 40 years Sherwin was taught the ways of the forest and trained himself if the use of a bow – his tribes weapon of choice.

His time among the Ents and Fey creatures has earned him the name Barkson. When he eventually left the safety of the Ambre, he was given a small black wolf cub Jrieka, named after his lost village.

For the 13 years that followed up until the present day he has been roaming the forests of the land with Jrieka, looking for evil to crush beneath nature’s green boot. As the sole survivor of his tribe, Sherwin holds the name Darkmoss with great pride.