Nael Pearlshell
the Scorchtide Siren
Named for the dark salt of the sea's steam and the pearl that forms only in the hottest vents, where the water meets the fire.
Power
You can boil the water around you into scalding steam that blinds and disorients any who draw near, but the heat feeds on your own warmth—each use leaves you shivering and hollow, and you must surface before the cold takes you from within.
- Familiar
- a pygmy sea dragon named Cinder
- Tide
- the Ember Deep
You are prying a gold coin from the molten bell of a sunken church when a lesser vent erupts—you do not flinch. The sea around you hisses and turns white, and you remember the first time heat climbed your spine like a living thing, how it did not ask permission, only took. You keep the coin. It is still warm.