Nocturna Duskheim
the Moonwilder Countess
Named for the home built at the edge of dusk, where the night begins and the frost never leaves.
Power
You draw moonlight into your veins until they shine blue-white, freezing anything you touch — but each use steals one memory of warmth, and you have forgotten the sun's weight on your face.
- Familiar
- a white ermine named Sleet
- Bloodline
- House Duskheim
You refused to howl with the pack on the solstice, so the moon took you instead. It filled you with cold light and set you wandering. You still refuse to join them — the frost is the only voice that does not lie.