Kseniya Onyxveil
the Silkshadow Countess
Named for the guest you were when you arrived, and the onyx veil you wove from the shadow of the door you closed behind you.
Power
Shadowweave — you draw the darkness between candle flames into a thread of silk that binds a tongue to its secrets; but each knot you tie loosens a knot in your own memory.
- Familiar
- a vinegaroon named Stinger
- Bloodline
- House Silkgrave
You were arranging black dahlias in a crystal vase when the stranger knocked. You offered tea; he offered a name that tasted of iron and ash. The dahlias never wilted after that night, but they no longer smell of earth — only of the cold between stars.