Nyssara Cryptrose
the Soil-Bride Countess
Named for the crypt where a white rose grew from the root of a dead yew, and the petals never dried.
Power
You feel every root within a mile, and you can command them to grip, trip, or hold for a night—but each use roots you to the spot for a day, listening to the worms.
- Familiar
- A blind caecilian named Hollow
- Bloodline
- House Cryptrose
You were walking home from the market with a basket of mushrooms when the ground opened under your foot. You fell into a root-cave that had been waiting for you longer than you had been alive. The roots did not let you go. They taught you hunger.