Naelith Shadowrill
the Thornweaver Elf
Her name is born of the thorn that drank the shadow of the rill, marking her as one who carries both wound and water.
Power
You can coax a thornvine from any soil, even stone, and command it to bind or tear. But the vine feeds on your own blood—you must slit a finger each time it grows beyond your arm's reach.
- Familiar
- a russet badger named Grit
- House
- House Thornshadow
'The roots remember,' you said, and the child's eyes went wide. You had been showing them how to read a tree's age by the feel of the bark, but they flinched at every prick. You let the lesson go. Three lifetimes have passed since you last tried to teach the soft ones anything.