Arwyn Starvale
the Nightcleaver Elf
Arwyn is the old word for the depth of a shadow at midnight; Starvale is the valley where the sky's fallen stars lie cold, so your name means 'the blade born from that place where light dies.'
Power
You can fold your blade into the shadow of any living thing and cut from inside its own darkness—but each time you do, a little of your own shadow tears away and cannot heal until the next new moon.
- Familiar
- a black heron named Thorn
- House
- House Duskfeld
You were scraping rust from a latch on the third day of autumn when the shadow under your chair grew a spine and spoke your name. You did not flinch. You had been waiting for it to notice you since the first time you held a knife and felt the dark bloom behind your eyes.