Fathom Paledrift
the Galesunder Merman
Named for the depth a line can drop before the storm finds it, and the pale drift of foam that marks a ship's grave.
Power
Stormtongue — you can call lightning from a clear sky, but each strike costs you a memory you cannot afford to lose, and the storms you raise remember you.
- Familiar
- A glass squid named Shard
- Tide
- the Palewrack Tide
Every dusk, you row out in a coracle that leaks and let the wreckage talk to you. The splintered wood, the torn sail, the bone-smooth bell — they tell you how they went down, and you remember it so the storm does not get to own the story. You are the only one who listens, and you have been listening so long that old sailors say you smell like pitch and iron.