![]() ![]() She reaches up, screaming at the top of her lungs, and pulls a single ray of sunlight down from the sky. The changeling binds the sun’s wrath in a single sunbeam, and wields it against her enemies. Mournful, indecipherable whispers sound through the air while this Contract is in effect. The changeling herself is immune to the effects. Her spittle immediately freezes, becoming the center of a cold spot that grows in size until an area out to (Mantle x 20) yards/meters suffers the Blizzard Tilt. The changeling summons the ghosts of those frozen in winter, to strike an area with cold.Įffects: The changeling calls on Hedge ghosts of winter, shards of cold and souls frozen in eternal winterlands, and spits on the floor. ![]() Success: For each success on the invocation roll, the player may ask the Storyteller one yes-or-no question about the current situation and receive true answers to all but one of them - one answer is always false, unless he only rolls one success. The changeling looks to the omens in dried leaves and birds’ migration patterns to foretell doom. Autumn prepares for the long Winter ahead by gathering as much knowledge as it can fathom.
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