Alaric Vermilmark
the Rimehowl Count
Born of a border stained red and a name that means 'ruler of all' — the mark you wear is the first blood you spilled under the full moon.
Power
You call the moon-frost — a silver cold that slows blood until it thickens like sap, but every use leaves a vein of ice in your own heart that never thaws.
- Familiar
- a snow-pale ermine named Hollow
- Bloodline
- The Rimehowl Line
You were skinning a hare on the night of the hunter's moon, the knife warm in your hand. The moon hung so low you could see the craters like old scars. Then you felt the cold not from the air but from inside your ribs, and when you looked down your hands had gone blue and the hare was already frozen under them.