Ysolar Swiftbough
the Bronzewright Elf
Named for the first morning your house's forge caught the sun through a high window, and the bronze in the crucible burned white.
Power
Bronze-anneal — you can still molten bronze with a touch and shape it to a blade's edge, but the metal remembers your hand and will hold a scar for every peace you broke to forge it.
- Familiar
- a bronze-scaled gecko named Scintilla
- House
- House Swiftbough
The deep forge of House Swiftbough, where the bellows never rest. It asked a price of you that your younger self did not understand: a single moment of stillness, to let the crucible settle. You gave it, and the bronze took your shadow. You have never been quick to anger since.