Zaria Corvinshade
the Cinderstorm Countess
Named for the dawn that turns to ash and the shadow of ravens over a burned forest.
Power
You can scatter your body into a swarm of hot embers, moving through the air like a wildfire's breath, but you reform slower the more embers you lose — and if one is quenched, you feel it.
- Familiar
- A raven with one white wing named Kindling
- Bloodline
- House Cinderfall
You are standing in the middle of a burning wheat field, and you are not running. The flames part around you like old friends. You have always been drawn to destruction — the first thing you remember is watching your nursery curtains catch fire from a candle you knocked over. They said you were cursed. You knew you were a promise.