Treant

Brought to the valley by Calluna.
She doesn't know what happend to this poor guardian, but he seemed to have lost his conciousness.
He acts like an empty shell, aimlessly wandering Sornieths surface, unwanted by other clans for his lack of response or general presence.
His years of wandering trough the mercyless sun and unyielding Storms made his skin dry and corroded. Endless seeds from all over Sornieth, carried by the wind, got caught in his cracked skind and unexpectedly started sprouting.
So over the years, Treant has become some sort of wakling flowerpot.
Calluna was both fascinated and deeply saddend by this sight. So she took him with her, to the Valley where he remained safely in her protected gardens.