Ottokar Duskancrypt
the Bone-Crown Count
Named for the last light that stains the crypt's floor like old bone, and the crowns of forgotten kings that have become one with the earth.
Power
You command the bones of the earth — one gesture calls a spire of fossil and limestone from the soil, but each use leaves a crack in your own skeleton that takes a night to mend.
- Familiar
- a screech-owl named Requiem
- Bloodline
- House Duskancrypt
You begin each dusk by unlocking the iron door of the crypt, though you have not needed a key in three centuries. The hinges never rust. You do not enter to sleep — you enter to listen. The walls remember every body that ever rested here, and they speak in the language of hair and teeth.