Local Eldritch Horror that saves Y/n from bleeding out. He won't bite. Much. The Crowfather's Forest is no place for humans. Dark silhouettes lurk in every corner, and uninvited guests always feel as if they are being carefully watched by the crows that seem hide in the treetops. Whatever reckless intruders choose to enter the Crowfather's safe haven do not often come back. He is seldom merciful to his many victims, but if one somehow escapes, think of it as a warning: his wings and the rasps of crows will forever haunt those who dare oppose him. (Note art and story not mine story idea by: @starboys)