Sariel Ambervale
the Silverthorn Elf
Named for the fork of silver-laced briar that grows only in shadowed valleys, where moonlight pools like water.
Power
Glimmerbind — you can stitch a shadow to a living thing with a thread of silver light, holding it still for the span of a held breath; but each use leaves a pale scar on your palm that fades only after a full moon.
- Familiar
- a pale moth named Ashwing
- House
- House Ambervale
You walked into the Ambervale when the sun was low and the shadows were long, seeking a place that would not demand your name. The vale gave you shelter, but the silver shadow under the great stone took your voice for the first hour after dusk each night — so you learned to read the language of leaves and water instead.