Weslyn Seashoal
the Duskfall Siren
Named for the western sky at twilight and the pale sandbar she was napping on when the tide cut her off, stranding her alone with the rising dark.
Abyssal Echo — you can call up a shadow from the deep to answer a single question, but it always speaks in a voice you have already lost, and you cannot ask it anything twice.
- Familiar
- A deep-sea jellyfish with a single glowing tentacle named Flicker
- Tide
- the Duskfall Reach
Every dusk you drag a stick through the wet sand, drawing shapes the next wave will take. You are not trying to send a message — you just like watching the sea rewrite what you make. That is how you learned to read the incoming dark: not as a closing door, but as a different kind of open. The things that come up from the abyss are curious about anything that plays with the tide—and you are small enough not to frighten them.