Ottokar Shadowblood
the Cinder-Crowned Count
Named for the wealth of a burned kingdom and the shadow that clings to the bloodline like soot to a hearthstone.
Power
You speak to embers—a dying fire shows you what it has consumed, but each confession costs a coal-hot scar on your tongue.
- Familiar
- a marbled polecat named Kindle
- Bloodline
- House Cindermoor
You will not set foot in a church. The first one fell on you, and you remember the weight of stone and the taste of ash. You crawled out with a rib through your lung and a candle-flame still burning in your palm—and you have been paying for that survival ever since.