Aeswyn Shadowbough
the Stormgilt Elf
Named for the gold that flickers in the heart of a thundercloud — a flash of precious color in the grey.
Power
Giltstatic — you can charge a handful of coins with static that leaps from your palm like furious hornets, but each strike costs you a trace of your next laugh.
- Familiar
- a pygmy marmoset named Tipple
- House
- House Stormgold
You were mending a shutter on the eve of autumn's first storm when a spark leapt from the rusted hinge and sealed the hammer to your grip, gilding it. You have not laughed the same since; when you forget, the gold in your palm hums, and the clouds answer.