Doriane Deepfoam
the Storm-Knell Siren
Named for the gift of the deep's spume, the lace of surge and wreck.
Power
You can call a lightning bolt from a clear sky to split a hull, but the strike shatters one of your bones each time, and you have run out of ribs.
- Familiar
- A storm petrel named Fathom
- Tide
- the Wreck-Tide Rift
You keep a sailor's compass whose needle spins always toward the place the ship went down, and you have used it to find every wreck within a hundred leagues. The sailors who survive say you sing as the mast falls, but what they hear is the reef scraping the ribs of the dead.