Hearthwane · Ysmeri, 1100
Lit forty waystones along Kestrel Road in one long winter.
FROM
the Last Grove of the Ysmeri
HOW THEY LOOK
Tall and pale as frosted glass, her edges faintly see-through. A grey cloak she keeps her hands under.
IN THEIR OWN WORDS
“You have a lamp. Good. Say my name, once, near it.”
“We lit the roads so the world would remember itself. We forgot to light one for us.”
BEFORE THE TALE
700 years ago · Kestrel Road
Lit forty waystones along Kestrel Road in one long winter. She can name thirty-six of them.
600 years ago · the buried temple
Helped her sister Ninth Rain set the seal under the Elder Stones, then left before it was finished.
200 years ago · the Last Grove
Watched Ninth Rain go clear and drift away as light. She did not say goodbye.
3 years ago · the Last Grove
Woke one morning unable to remember where the last four waystones stand. Her fingertips have been dimmer since.
SEEN IN
No playable tale features them yet.