Delphine Cypressholt
the Wildshadow Countess
Named for the dolphin that swims in the black river and the cypress grove where the moon never fully reaches.
Power
You can step through any shadow as if it were a door, but each time you emerge, a small thread of your soul stays behind like a silken strand.
- Familiar
- A jackal named Thorn
- Bloodline
- Duskwild Bloodline
You were trimming a hedge of cypress on a Tuesday afternoon, the sun on your neck. Your secateurs slipped. You bent to pick them up and the shape of your hand in the dirt was different — longer, more fluent. By evening, your shadow had come loose from your feet and was moving on its own.