The Tao of the Blooming Fang embraces the stillness of roots and the patience of poison. These monks study toxic flora, parasitic rhythms, and the beauty of decay. Their movements mimic blooming flowers and striking serpents—slow, deliberate, and sudden in violence. Every strike carries venom, and every breath spreads spores.

Petals and Venom

Practitioners cultivate a deep bond with nature’s deadliest blooms. Through breath, sweat, and touch, they release paralyzing toxins, hallucinogenic pollen, or sleep-inducing spores. Their motions unfold like vines in combat—entangling, choking, and flowering with pain. They master patience, striking only when the moment ripens.

In the rot-choked garden of Wither’s Grove, monks of the Blooming Fang tend to flowers fed by ash and bone. Their teachings are whispered among petals that never die. Visitors speak of monks who bleed sap, sleep atop thorn-beds, and meditate beneath trees that hum with spores. To train there is to grow beautiful—and lethal.

Doctrine of the Living Toxin

The Tao teaches that poison is not a corruption, but a teacher. It spreads, adapts, and endures. Blooming Fang monks do not rush—they infect. They believe true victory lies not in one swift blow, but in the slow certainty of collapse.