Dryad

Dryads are ancient supernatural beings bound to the living land itself. Often dismissed as tree spirits from Greek myth, dryads are very much alive in the modern world, and the oldest of them have been rooted in the same ground for longer than the countries built on top of it. Their magic is not cast so much as grown. It moves outward in slow rings, like the growth rings of a tree, and it belongs to a specific place: a particular marsh, a particular stand of oaks, a particular stretch of long hot summers.

Though they can pass for human when they choose, dryads never quite let go of the earth. They are often barefoot. Their hair takes on the character of the vegetation around them, and their skin carries the faint grain of bark. They are patient in a way that makes other beings uneasy, and they tend to rise into positions of authority not because they seek power but because they are still standing when everyone else has burned out. A dryad rarely raises her voice. She doesn't need to.