Nevin Wrendew
the Emberwild Fae
Named for the unwatched ember that escapes the hearth and the dew that refuses to quench it.
Power
Ember-glimmer — you can call a flame to life from any cold wick, but for every fire you light, a memory of yours burns away until you let the fire die.
- Familiar
- A fire-beetle named Scorch
- Court
- Scorchwood Court
The derelict lighthouse on the salt-crust headland asked your name the night you crawled into its empty lantern room. It offered you a choice: tend the dead flame forever, or be its keeper for one year and leave. You poured your earliest memory into the cold iron, and the light flared green. You never saw the mainland the same way again.