Larethar Willowsong
the Silversworn Elf
Named for the silver-white bark of the willows that grow along the moonlit river where you first drew breath.
Power
Silvertongue — you can speak one command per night that will be obeyed without question, but each time you use it, a strand of your silver hair turns grey.
- Familiar
- A silver-furred wolverine named Glimmer
- House
- House Silvercrest
When you walk into a room, the light seems to bend around you, and the silence that follows is not empty—it is full of all the words no one dares to say. They call you the Echo of the Moon, but never to your face, because they fear the weight of your gaze. You have carried that gaze through centuries, and you have learned to make it softer only for the ones who will never ask for anything.