**Race:** Human **Female** **Dark brown hair** Gren was the first child the hag took. Old enough to remember life before the swamp, but young enough that those memories have faded at the edges. She remembers a mother’s face she can no longer picture clearly. A hand slipping from hers. And rain. Then the cottage. Then years spent surviving. Gren grew up faster than she should have. She fed younger children when food was scarce, hid them when the hag was cruel, and learned to carry burdens no child was meant to carry. The others looked to her long before she ever wanted to lead. She became strong because someone had to be. When Sordia Vignti found her, Gren was not trying to save herself. She was trying to make sure every other child got out first. Now she still watches over the others as if disaster might return at any moment. She rarely asks for help, rarely rests, and struggles to believe she no longer has to carry everything alone. But slowly, Gren is learning, Being cared for does not make her weak. It makes her a child again.