Leopold Vermilblood
the Ironstorm Count
Named for the boldness of a dynasty that painted its victories in vermilion, and for the storm that answered when the last of them called.
Power
Crow-storm calling — you summon a shrieking tempest of corvid shadows that blind and disorient your enemies, but each storm costs you a memory you cannot retrieve until the next sunrise.
- Familiar
- A death's-head hawkmoth named Miserere
- Bloodline
- House Vermilblood of the Iron Storm
Every dusk you mount the stone stairs to the roof of your keep and watch the sky turn the color of old wine. You count the crows as they settle on the merlons, and you always stop at seventy-three — that is the number of years it took you to understand that the storm was not the curse but the only thing that kept you from wasting away.