Haladron Wintersong
the Mirthflame Elf
Named for the sound of ice cracking under the first true light of dawn, and for the laughter that follows a fire rekindled from nothing.
Dawnspark — you can kindle a flame from the last ember of someone's forgotten hope, but each use leaches a day of your own brightest memory, leaving a grey patch in its place.
- Familiar
- A small, iridescent fire-salamander named Flitwick who hums the tune of whatever started the fire that created it.
- House
- House Cinderspill
You are currently trying to teach a flock of winter wrens to sing a drinking song, because you have bet a very old bottle of sunrise-honey that you can make them sound cheerful by nightfall. The wrens are terrible students, but they do love the melody for the warmth in your voice. It is the same warmth that drew your familiar to you, centuries ago, when you laughed at a campfire that had gone out and it flared back to life just to spite you.