Ravka Ashthorn
the Saltmarsh Countess
Named for the ash tree that grew through a grave's cracked stone, and the thorn that choked the roots until both became one thing.
Power
You can call the mist to hide a fleeing thing, but only if you have never let that same thing drown — the mist remembers every kindness and every cruelty.
- Familiar
- a mud-diving bittern named Stillwater
- Bloodline
- House Thornmarsh
You are wringing the water from your hair for the hundredth time tonight, though it has been dry for three days. The mist has its own ideas about who gets to be wet.