Nero Onyxfall
the Briarheart Count
Named for a tangle of black briar that grew through the floor of a burned chapel and the onyx stone that fell from your mother's ring into its roots.
Power
Root-hearing — you press your ear to the ground and hear every seed's hunger and every worm's complaint; but the earth remembers your weight and will not let you stay upright for long.
- Familiar
- a mud-dappled badger named Grit
- Bloodline
- House Thornroot
'We rooted like stones,' you said, and the others laughed. But you meant it. The first time you felt the pull of deep earth, you pressed your face into the soil and tasted the centuries. You never stood quite the same way again.