Cirdanel Truesong
the Rippleweaver Elf
Named for the star that shines through fog, guiding lost ships with a promise of land.
Power
You can call a mist that holds the echo of any sound you have heard, and those within hear it as if it were happening again – but you give up one memory of your own each time.
- Familiar
- a kingfisher named Glint
- House
- House Silvermist
The mists of the Silverwood spring were the first to hear your voice, and they taught you that truth can be as shifting as water. You paid for that lesson with the name of the one you loved, which now falls from your lips only as a forgotten melody.