Tidara Saltmurmur
the Spume-Crowned Siren
Named for the salt-foam hiss at a storm's break, and the ancient weight of the first downpour that woke her.
Power
Stormwrack — you can call a squall from clear sky by exhaling your breath, but each storm strips a layer of age from you, and you have been child, crone, and child again too many times to count.
- Familiar
- a horseshoe crab named Trilobite
- Tide
- the Spindrift Longing
Every dusk you climb onto a half-sunken pier and let the lightning find you. You have never been struck, but the air around you hums with ambition, and you remember when the sea was younger and you were the only thing it trusted with its anger.