Pryder Lilybloom
the Duskworry Fae
Named for the anxious opening of lily petals at twilight, when the day's light falters and the heart's cares root deep in shadow.
Power
You can call a person's deepest regret to the surface with a touch, but each memory you draw out leaves a bruise on your own mind that takes a night to heal.
- Familiar
- a blindworm named Marrow
- Court
- Gloaming Court
You will not walk into a room where lilies have been cut after dusk—the scent reminds you of the debt you still owe the gloaming. Once you refused a weeping woman her lost hour, and the darkness that took her silence has followed you ever since, teaching you the weight of what is not said.