Dylana Starwake
the Inkveil Siren
Born from a star's dying light that fell into the deep, and the ink of a thousand-year-old cuttlefish that stained your first breath.
Power
You can draw your own shadow into a tangible ink, shaping it into writable words or sharp tendrils that bind or cut, but each use fades a memory from before the sea took you.
- Familiar
- A blind, bioluminescent jellyfish named Gloom
- Tide
- the Inkfall Drift
You keep a coin from a sunken empire, its face worn smooth by salt and centuries. It was the first thing you found in the dark, and it taught you that some things are meant to be forgotten—except by you. You are the memory keeper of the abyss, and you write the names of lost sailors in ink that has no light.