Melisande Ashridge
the Waning Countess
Named for the honey-sweet lies told under a dying moon, and the ridge where ash trees grow only from the bones of the forgotten.
Power
Moon-rot — you can accelerate decay in living things by a night per breath, but each use leaves a patch of your skin grey and cold for a full cycle.
- Familiar
- A death's-head hawk moth named Mothwing
- Bloodline
- House Mothwood
'I remember you said, "The moon is a pale bruise on the sky, and I love it more for its sickness." Then you laughed, and I have been laughing ever since, though my voice has grown thin as frost.' You did not choose this. You found a door that should have stayed locked, and on the other side was a garden of mushrooms and silver light. You ate what was offered because you were hungry, and now the hunger has a different shape.