Galene Abysscall
the Stormcalm Siren
Galene, the calm that deceives; Abysscall, the voice from below — together, the silence between waves that promises a hidden depth.
Power
You can still the surface of any water under moonlight, turning it to a mirror that shows the truest desire of anyone who looks into it — but the mirror cracks after each use, and you carry the fragments in your heart.
- Familiar
- A basket star named Occlude, who curls around your wrist and feeds on your silences.
- Tide
- the Darkswell Shoal
You keep a moonstone that never warms, pulled from the throat of a drowned captain three hundred years ago. He had begged you for a second chance. You gave him the stone instead, and he went down again still holding it. You keep it to remember that mercy is a kind of tide: it comes, it goes, and sometimes it drowns you.