Nye Lilygleam
the Bramblethorn Fae
Named for the glint of a white lily caught in a thicket of blackthorn — rare as truth in a liar's mouth.
Power
Rootsnare — you can call the roots to grip a traveler's ankle, but only when they have broken a promise written in dirt. The grip holds until the promise is mended or the ground gives up its dead.
- Familiar
- A three-legged hare named Clover
- Court
- Blackthorn Court
You will not step on a clover, even when the thorns tear your boots. You lost a finger once to a briar that curled around a child's lost locket — and you kept walking. The bramble remembered that silence.