Fionnula Bluemoor
the Stormcrown Siren
Fionnula of the fair brow, born of the salt-tide and the pale-blue flash of a storm's heart, named for the white-capped wave that never breaks.
Power
Stormvoice — you can call lightning from a clear sky by singing the note of a breaking sea, but the salt crusts on your tongue afterward and you are hoarse for a day.
- Familiar
- A juvenile storm petrel named Squall
- Tide
- the Stormcrown Reaching
The sea-wreck of your mother's ship left you on a shingle beach of basalt and barnacles. You were not found — you walked out, salt-crusted and silent, and the villagers say the storm that sank her never left your eyes.