Northwind embodies the joys of spring, finding childlike wonder in everything from a story told by a stranger to a drop of morning dew. The sapling hails from a line of Feywild treants and travels as the Witchlight Carnival’s landscaper, laying down silk ribbons to form rivers and planting acorns that grow rapidly into splendid oak trees. _**Alignment.**_ Chaotic good. **_Personality Trait._** “I love to hear stories. Tell me everything!” **_Ideal._** “Joy. Just look at the world around us! Isn’t it amazing?” **_Bond._** “My ancestors. One day I will grow into an enormous tree and they will be so proud!” **_Flaw._** “Oops! I simply cannot keep a secret.” ## Voice Eeyore, but happy.