Hanna Tide
| Detail | Value |
|---|---|
| Title | Elder of Mistholm |
| Location | Mistholm |
| Faction | None |
| Status | Alive |
Description
Sixty-three, small and wiry, with a face that looks carved from driftwood, all angles and weathering. White hair pulled back in a tight knot. Her eyes are pale blue, almost colorless, and have the peculiar flatness of someone who has seen too much and stopped being surprised. She dresses in layers of grey wool and oilcloth. She walks with a cane, not because she needs it, but because it’s useful for pointing at things and hitting people who argue too slowly.
Fierce, dry-humored, and unbreakable. Hanna has lived in Mistholm for sixty years, buried her husband (who walked into the sea), two of her three children (who walked into the sea), and more neighbors than she can count. She has earned the right to lead by the simple fact that she is still here and still fighting. She protects her people with a territorial ferocity that would make a Marchwarden nod in respect. She has no patience for outsiders who come to study the Sleepwalkers like curiosities, and infinite patience for anyone who comes to help.
What she wants: Help. Real, practical help, not the Concord’s promises and the Lantern-Keepers’ stretched-thin patrols. She wants someone to figure out why her town is cursed and fix it, or at least make the nights survivable.
GM Only
Hanna is the key NPC in Mistholm, the person the PCs should talk to first and trust. She knows every inch of the town, every resident, every pattern in the Sleepwalker movements.
She also remembers a woman matching Nereva Selk’s description visiting the town years ago, asking about the sea caves. Hanna noted it because the woman came back from the caves changed, “like someone who’d swallowed the fog.”
This memory is a major clue to the Whisperer’s identity and activities.