Erhard Requiembourne
the Salt-Crowned Count
Named for the unyielding honor of a hard tide and the salt-stream that carries souls to their final rest.
Salt-kinesis — you command the salt in any liquid, from seawater to a tear, but each use cracks your bones a little more, and you have not wept in centuries because you cannot spare the salt.
- Familiar
- A saltwater eel named Mordred
- Bloodline
- House Requiembourne
You are wringing salt from your sleeve, watching it fall into a chalice of seawater. The captain of the ship that sank last night kneels at your feet, weeping — he does not know you raised the wreck only to salt the timbers again, so the dead might sail once more. You have been doing this since before his great-grandfather was born, and you will keep doing it until every sunken ship remembers the taste of the brine that drowned it.