Phyrlis

Name: Phyrlis

Pseudonyms: none

Age: unknown

Race: Jaghut

Appearance: her body is merged with that of a tree

Warren: Omtose Phellack

'A lone tree stood on ground that was the summit of a hill that in turn abutted a larger hill. Sheltered from the prevailing winds, it had grown vast, its bark thin and peeling as if it was skin unable to contain the muscular breadth underneath. Branches as thick around as Karsa’s thigh reached out from the massive, knotted trunk. Its top third was thickly leaved, forming broad, flattened canopies of dusty green.'(HoC, UK Trade, p.512)

'The Jaghut woman’s body remained visible here and there, revealing that the tree had indeed grown around her. Yet a single shaft of wood emerged from just behind her right collarbone, rejoining the main trunk along the side of her head.(HoC, UK Trade, p.513)

Cynnigig:'Dear Phyrlis was a child – no, a babe, still suckling from her mother’s breast – when a band of T’lan Imass ran them down. The usual fate ensued. The mother was slain, and Phyrlis was dealt with also in the usual fashion – spitted on a spear, the spear anchored into the earth. None could have predicted what then followed, neither Jaghut nor T’lan Imass, for it was unprecedented. That spear, wrought of native wood, took what it could of Phyrlis’s lifespirit and so was reborn. Roots reached down to grip the bedrock, branches and leaves sprang anew, and in return the wood’s own lifespirit rewarded the child. Together, then, they grew, escaping their

relative fates. Phyrlis renews the tree, the tree renews Phyrlis.’(HoC, UK Trade, p.513-4)

Cynnigig on Phyrlis: 'She can never see beyond the leaves in front of her face, though she ceaselessly strives to do so, as if the vast panorama offers something other than time’s insectile crawl.'(HoC, UK Trade, p.512)

'The tree and all it's branches... were wrapped in spider's webs...and beneath that glittering shroud, the face of a Jaghut stared back at him.' (HoC, uk mmpb, p.694, UK Trade, p.513)

Characters Jaghut