Eirlys Hazelbrook
the Frostwick Fairy
Named for the snowdrop that blooms under the ice and the stream that remembers the first fire.
Power
You can kindle a flame that casts no heat, only light — and in that light, nothing can lie, not even the frost. But every flame you light burns a memory from your own hands.
- Familiar
- A snow-white ermine with one amber eye named Tinder
- Court
- The Hearth-Winter Court
The oldest hazel in the hollow bent low the night you arrived. Its roots had been drinking the same spring for three hundred years, and the spring asked you for a bargain: a year of silence for every lantern you would light in its depths. You agreed, and your voice has been borrowed ever since.