Odelia Grice — Midwife of Second Chances
“Count the breaths. Tie the ribbon. What is ours, we keep.”
Siuva of the Last Drip — Memorial Waxworker
“Wax remembers the heat of a life. I listen to it cool.”
Joric Kettlewhip — Toffee-Puller & Night-Soother
“Chew slow at midnight and let the bad dreams stick to the sugar, not to you.”
Mistress Vell — Confectioner of Bitter Truths
“My sweets don’t make people honest. They make dishonesty unbearable.”
Voramir Deyne - The Lich
His eyes are cinders, and his voice is a wound. He doesn’t raise the dead—he calls them home.
Merren of the Broken Voice - The Poltergeist
We don’t say her name in the courthouse anymore. If you do, she makes the ceiling fall. Or worse—she speaks.
Kael Thorne - The Wraith
If you see black fire drifting above a battlefield, turn around. That’s not smoke. That’s him.
The Murkling - The Shadow
You’ll feel it before you see it—like your bones are too heavy, and your shadow’s walking faster than your feet.
Elaris Venn - The Ghost
Don’t look in the third-story window. If she sees you, she thinks you’re her husband. And she’ll want to dance.
Sable Nettle — Honey Warden
“Hush your breath. The hives are listening.”
Ysolde Kneel — Graveyard Beadswoman
“Stones remember the weight of those we loved. Ask gently, and they answer.”
Petyr Nine-Fingers — Apple-Presser & Cider Binder
“Share the cup and keep your word—or the night will come drink it back.”