Hidden deep in the groves of Vhalandar dwells Thyme, a Nissri unlike the bold tricksters of his kin. Timid by nature, even an acorn dropping can send him darting for cover. Yet those who catch his gaze speak of eyes that hold more than fear—something that glimmers like songs unsung. He spends his days weaving himself into the quiet corners of the forest, a fleeting figure of fragile beauty, trembling on the edge between fear and wonder.

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Thyme is approx. 16 cm (6,3 inches) tall.