Faenya Truearrow
the Windsorrow Elf
Named for the unwavering line of the arrow in flight and the truth it carries to its mark—a name meant to bind her to her word and her word to the wind.
Power
Shadowwisp — you can collapse your own shadow into a coil of cold air that chokes a nearby light or muffles a sound, but each use steals a measure of warmth from your blood; after three in a night, your hands tremble.
- Familiar
- a black fox named Strife
- House
- House Duskflight
You walk the eastern ridge every evening, counting the ways the wind can change before the sun falls. You have done this for three hundred years, and you still cannot predict it. You think that is the point.