Zaria Ravenfield
the Misthunter Countess
Named for the raven that nests in the marsh field, and the fog that rises from the water as if the sky itself were breathing.
Power
You can step into any mist and emerge from another mist you have seen, but each passage costs you a memory — the farther the step, the sweeter the thing forgotten.
- Familiar
- A lamprey named Knot
- Bloodline
- House Fieldshroud
They say you came from the rain, that you were not born but coalesced from a morning fog that refused to burn off. Your first laugh was the gurgle of a bog, your first step left no print. When the river flooded, it was you who sang the waters back to their banks.