Theodora Requiemgate
the Stormveil Countess
Named for the divine gift that doomed her, and the threshold over which only the faithful may pass to their rest.
Power
You command the lightning that never strikes—it coils like an argent serpent in your palm, blinding all who look upon it, but it cannot kill, for you are bound to preserve the fragile truce between storm and grave.
- Familiar
- A storm-petrel named Tempest
- Bloodline
- House Requiemgate
You remember the night the old priest said, 'The gate is not for you to enter yet.' You stood on the cliff as the rain whipped your face, and the sea below churned with the souls of the drowned. You turned away—not because you feared the gate, but because you knew you were the lock.