Laurethil Ironwind
the Silverwraith Elf
Named for the golden moon that rises only when the wind carries the scent of iron, a portent of old battles and forgotten oaths.
Power
You can draw silver light from any shadow, shaping it into a thread that binds one creature to you for a single night. The thread turns to dust at dawn, and you feel the cold of the moon in your bones for a day.
- Familiar
- a moth with wings like tarnished silver named Remnant
- House
- House Moonsilver
You opened the locket of a queen who died before your grandmother was born, and found only a single grey hair. It smelled of frost and something older than ash. You have worn it ever since, though you cannot say why.