Wynn Wrenflit
the Briar-Breaker Fae
Named for the white of the blackthorn blossom and the quick flight of a wren through the hedge.
Power
You can call a tangle of briars from any patch of earth—they will trip your enemy and let your friend pass. But each use costs a bead of your own blood, and the thorns remember the taste.
- Familiar
- A bramble-colored shrew named Thistle
- Court
- Gorsemoor Court
‘You’re not meant to be here,’ said the blackthorn. You were seven, crawling after a dropped coin into the hedge’s heart. The thorns should have torn you, but they bent aside. By the time you crawled out, the coin was a seed, and the hedge had rooted itself under your skin. You’ve been part of its wild reckoning ever since.