Nyssara Ghastbourne
the Cindermoon Countess
Named for the dark water that reflects a moon that has already burned out, and the ash that falls like snow on those who cross it.
Power
You can call down a fine grey dust from the night sky that clings to all it touches; those it clings to forget the shape of their own faces for one full moon — but you must first close your eyes, and you cannot look away from the memory you would lose instead.
- Familiar
- a star-nosed mole with a single silver whisker named Pity
- Bloodline
- House Ashenmoon
They say the moon follows you like a lost dog, and that ash gathers at your hem no matter how clean the floor. You let them talk; it keeps them from noticing the one thing you never lose.