Daeron Silverthorn
the Nightfrost Elf
Named for the hour when the moon hangs low over the frozen marsh and the frost begins to sing against the reeds.
Power
Frostweave — you can close a wound by laying a hand of ice upon it, but the cold lingers in your bones for three nights, and the scar never loses its silver gleam.
- Familiar
- a pale weasel named Shiver
- House
- House Frostmoor
You have walked the same boundary between grove and frozen marsh for three centuries. The path itself learned your stride before you did, and now it shifts each winter to match the weight of your silence.