Ottilie Requiemfield
the Stormcrow Countess
Named for the field where the last Requiem was sung over a heap of crows killed by lightning—a pact sealed in thunder and feathers.
Power
You call a squall that lashes your foes with rain and confusion, but every summons costs you a memory—the crows take it as their fee, and you never know which one until it's gone.
- Familiar
- A warty toad named Hellebore
- Bloodline
- House Crowfield
They say you laugh when the lightning splits the sky, that you keep company with crows and speak their tongue. The night you rose, a storm drowned the village—you walked out of the mud with a crow on your shoulder and a hole in your heart where your name used to be.