Kseniya Raventhorn
the Thornwake Countess
Named for the guest who never left — Kseniya, the stranger who became the house, and Raventhorn, the black briar that remembers every body laid beneath it.
Power
You call the roots of any graveyard tree to coil through fresh soil, and the dead speak through the creaking wood — but each question costs a memory you will never recover.
- Familiar
- A white marten named Spite
- Bloodline
- House of the Unburied Seed
The wheat had not been cut. You were walking the field's edge when the earth opened beneath your foot — not a grave, but a root so old it had forgotten the sun. It pulled you down, fed you soil, and when you clawed back up, the field was stubble and the house had changed owners four times. You still smell the wheat on certain nights.