Valerian Mournveil
the Frostmoon Count
Named for the silver-blue valerian that blooms only under the full moon and the veil of frost that mourns the dead of winter.
Power
You can shape frost into living, moving forms — a wolf of ice, a throne of rime — but each shaping steals a piece of your wildness, leaving you more still and cold until one day you might not move at all.
- Familiar
- A snow-white ermine named Needle
- Bloodline
- House Mournveil
They say when you are not there that you speak to the moon in a language of frost and that the snow falls thicker wherever you stand. They say you once froze a river solid with a word and then wept because the fish beneath were trapped. They do not say these things to your face.