Cordelia Marlintide
the Moonspill Siren
Named for the heart of the marlin's tide—the still point where the ocean holds its breath before the hunt—and the single pearl she swallowed as a vow.
Power
You can draw a pearl from your throat that holds a memory you no longer need, offering it to another to give them a fragment of your past, but each pearl dims a corner of your own mind until you can no longer remember why you started.
- Familiar
- a blind moray eel named Eulogy
- Tide
- the Ebb of Lost Light
‘You are not made for the moon’s light,’ my mother said, and she was right. I was born during a lunar eclipse, the tide pulled so low it exposed a shipwreck no one had ever seen—and in its captain’s cabin, a single grey pearl that tasted of salt and silence. I have been tasting silence ever since.