Mithrelle Oakbrook
the Dawnspark Elf
Named for the first light that catches in the oak leaves above the brook, turning each drop of dew into a tiny fire.
Power
Cindersong — you can hum a tune that makes cold ashes glow and reluctant hearts remember how to hope, but the song costs you a memory each time, and you have forgotten why you started singing.
- Familiar
- a cinderfox named Emberglow
- House
- House Brookfire
You keep a river stone that never goes cold, pulled from the brook on the morning your grandmother taught you to laugh at a thunderstorm. You carry it in your pocket, and when the world feels too grey, you press it to your cheek.