Kazimir Gloomridge
the Barrow Count
Named for the ancient Slavic word 'kaziti' (to ruin) and the ridge of graves that never fully settled—each step you take stirs bones beneath the turf.
Power
You can call the dead up from the soil, but they come with a debt: each soul you raise costs you a night of sleep, and you have not dreamed in seventy years.
- Familiar
- A three-legged wolf named Sully
- Bloodline
- House Gloomridge
"May you never lie easy in the earth," the old woman said, and she meant it. You remember the weight of her thumb on your forehead. When you tried to die properly, the ground refused you. You clawed back out with a mouthful of grave dirt and a silver knife that still tastes of rust.